<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:59:01.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY life STORY.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>354</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8202599446957680494</id><published>2007-03-06T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T03:43:44.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGING;</title><content type='html'>okay. decided to change to livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sixthfebruary.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://sixthfebruary.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relink pls. :D&lt;br /&gt;thank you and sorry for the trouble(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8202599446957680494?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8202599446957680494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8202599446957680494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8202599446957680494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8202599446957680494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/03/changing.html' title='CHANGING;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3049220213697082619</id><published>2007-03-05T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T20:38:18.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT;</title><content type='html'>IT lesson now.&lt;br /&gt;is not mr lee today. heh.&lt;br /&gt;trying to type some survey website. SO DAMN LONG.&lt;br /&gt;then the survey i just put all neutral. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm pey didnt come today.&lt;br /&gt;phew. cos i didnt memorise the shekemia the stupid judge thing yet.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. i plan to get it done by friday. :D&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theresa was so happy today((:&lt;br /&gt;cos i gave her the present! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha. but i put the present into the middle of her file.&lt;br /&gt;then when she flipped to look for sunrise,&lt;br /&gt;my present was blocking her view.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, she missed the front of sunrise! :P&lt;br /&gt;LOL! but she was like damn happy,&lt;br /&gt;good for her! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post again when i reach home later, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3049220213697082619?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3049220213697082619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3049220213697082619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3049220213697082619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3049220213697082619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/03/it.html' title='IT;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1354033900133826617</id><published>2007-03-03T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T06:56:47.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>party;</title><content type='html'>babysitter for a day today.&lt;br /&gt;ever since i came back from band practice,&lt;br /&gt;i've been taking care of children.&lt;br /&gt;not one child ; MANY MANY children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be very patient with them luh.&lt;br /&gt;alot of 3-year-olds. all guys.&lt;br /&gt;only 2 girls. they're like darn crazy.&lt;br /&gt;very hyper also. but cos they're very young, they tend to cry easily.&lt;br /&gt;lol. had hard time trying to make the crying stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this boy, 3yearsold, CALL ME AUNTY! :/&lt;br /&gt;wth. i where got so OLD?? AUNTY HIS HEAD AH!&lt;br /&gt;then i ignored him, since he called me aunty.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now still got people at my house.&lt;br /&gt;playing blackjack. :D&lt;br /&gt;some going home alr. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then i can get some SLEEP. lol.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously tired luh.&lt;br /&gt;after the practice today. :P&lt;br /&gt;seriously falling asleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's practice was just sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;played the tutor's mouthpiece.&lt;br /&gt;wah. the mouthpiece can pitch high notes so easily.&lt;br /&gt;i want! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;LOL. but then 100 over dollars i think.&lt;br /&gt;didnt have combined after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr going to my ah ma house,&lt;br /&gt;eat red eggs and my fav - mian xian.&lt;br /&gt;haha. then i shall go out and buy a present for theresa(:&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully get myself a new wallet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~ i get excited just thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;whahahaha! ;D&lt;br /&gt;but then i need to know what to buy for her leh.&lt;br /&gt;any ideas? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1354033900133826617?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1354033900133826617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1354033900133826617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1354033900133826617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1354033900133826617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/03/party.html' title='party;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3999810870031960696</id><published>2007-03-03T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T18:40:24.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hope, expectation, Bright promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3999810870031960696?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3999810870031960696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3999810870031960696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3999810870031960696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3999810870031960696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/03/quiz.html' title='quiz;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1964758174115253629</id><published>2007-03-02T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T04:43:34.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THREEHUNDREDANDFIFTY;</title><content type='html'>post number - three.five.oh&lt;br /&gt;already my 350th post(:&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today seemed relatively LONG.&lt;br /&gt;especially since band practice was just rehersal for the school 60th anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;we played our school song, arranged by mr png.&lt;br /&gt;sounded weird and of course, different from what we hear every tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;our sunrise sounded funny at the hall. like no sound.&lt;br /&gt;seventh night not so bad. heh. JIAYOU((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. today played SCRABBLE dur english lesson.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun lah, i have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;WENZI is PRO. she got 123 even after deducting marks for leftover tiles.&lt;br /&gt;elvira got 48 i think. i got 47 if im not wrong. :P&lt;br /&gt;jiaying got 24. because she had 10-mark tiles left over lah. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then CME watch movie, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;our NEW history teacher came in.&lt;br /&gt;then ms chua came in. lol.&lt;br /&gt;nxt week i think the history tcher gonna teach us le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back paper for geog.&lt;br /&gt;18half only. upon 30.&lt;br /&gt;watched chinese history video dur LE.&lt;br /&gt;then history got back paper also.&lt;br /&gt;i did wayy better for history.&lt;br /&gt;38 upon 40 ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lit, we did the stupid judge thing.&lt;br /&gt;mdm pey scared me luh.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly tapped me real hard and said,"good girl."&lt;br /&gt;wth? what was that for? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to know why everything seems so fragile now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i seem to be unimportant ; ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im not transparent ; neither am i cold-blooded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have feelings too. have you ever thought of that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is all hope lost? i really dont want to lose everyone i ever cared about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1964758174115253629?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1964758174115253629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1964758174115253629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1964758174115253629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1964758174115253629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/03/threehundredandfifty.html' title='THREEHUNDREDANDFIFTY;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3720373921371812230</id><published>2007-03-01T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:49:55.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time;</title><content type='html'>many people tell me that time heals all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;is it true?&lt;br /&gt;i think it partly isnt. cos not all wounds heal with time.&lt;br /&gt;mine seems to be getting worse every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day it rained. wet wet weather.&lt;br /&gt;i think it rained overnight. cold cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;as i was waiting for the bus today, i looked at all the raindrops falling.&lt;br /&gt;thoughts flashed through my mind as i stared into the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got back our english.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, ian got highest. haha.&lt;br /&gt;he got 38. good for him.&lt;br /&gt;i got 34. improved. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much today luh. just that PE almost killed me. XP&lt;br /&gt;haha. the "leg-will-become-very-painful" circuit training made my legs ache.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. then played touch rugby.&lt;br /&gt;ms pey's class on the other side play handball i think.&lt;br /&gt;almost kena hit by ball. hah, but their side looks more fun. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3720373921371812230?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3720373921371812230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3720373921371812230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3720373921371812230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3720373921371812230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/03/time.html' title='time;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-2615063169957496788</id><published>2007-02-28T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:16:35.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>scraped pass;</title><content type='html'>manage to live through today.&lt;br /&gt;yea, things went on as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;nothing special really happened.&lt;br /&gt;ms chin wore a new shirt counted as special? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;lol. history test was average. neither easy nor difficult.&lt;br /&gt;but some qn that came out frm class test come out again.&lt;br /&gt;irritating. i didnt really study much luh. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is lit paper. last paper. no confidence luh.&lt;br /&gt;lit aint an easy subject. understanding must be good i guess. :P&lt;br /&gt;finally exams are gonna be over((:&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;br /&gt;morning practices will start on fri i guess. aww.&lt;br /&gt;gotta wake up uber early. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that isnt necessarily bad. heh.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY INSTRUMENT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JEANYEE&amp;YIQUAN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;older by ONE year old alr(:&lt;br /&gt;haha, enjoy your special day! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-2615063169957496788?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/2615063169957496788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=2615063169957496788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2615063169957496788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2615063169957496788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/scraped-pass.html' title='scraped pass;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-7866612167640010705</id><published>2007-02-27T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:26:16.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my life is officially ruined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it's coming to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am having lunch now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i barely have the appetite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just thinking about it makes me feel like crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the "what if"s running through my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i suddenly wish i could gorge myself to death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;of course i trust her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i believe she's a woman of her words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just hope everything will turn out fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but no matter what happens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow will still come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;followed by the day after tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and many more days after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i shall live on and let this be a lesson learnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you to kaixin, isella, gladys, hweejoo, yenling, angeline, ms ng and everyone else who consolled and showed concern for me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-7866612167640010705?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/7866612167640010705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=7866612167640010705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7866612167640010705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7866612167640010705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/bad.html' title='bad;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8333650448538199595</id><published>2007-02-26T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T04:27:39.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress;</title><content type='html'>sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;the first time i feel so stressed in my whole entire life.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i didnt sleep luh.&lt;br /&gt;cos i was so worried about maths.&lt;br /&gt;but worrying didnt help ; neither did not getting enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was bad.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot and did not finish the paper.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how to do many questions, so i tikam tikam. :/&lt;br /&gt;chinese was fairly easy.&lt;br /&gt;not too difficult luh. managed to finish and stay awake to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all over for me i guess. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's science paper is giving me stress now.&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T aint much of a problem(:&lt;br /&gt;cos Mr Lau say can dont study. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then dont study lor. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i studied the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;but i still cant get chapter 2 right.&lt;br /&gt;should i give up? o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8333650448538199595?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8333650448538199595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8333650448538199595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8333650448538199595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8333650448538199595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/stress_26.html' title='stress;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8003326169528520821</id><published>2007-02-24T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T05:13:22.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood swing?;</title><content type='html'>my dad seems to have mood swings man.&lt;br /&gt;just this morning he was okay.&lt;br /&gt;then afternoon he flared up, for NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;wth lah. i was the "victim" lah. grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that he scolded my sister.&lt;br /&gt;what is so wrong with him? what's his problem?&lt;br /&gt;crazy. anyway, in the evening he was okay.&lt;br /&gt;now he seems very moody again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant talk to him now lest i get scolded again. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the whole day today i did maths.&lt;br /&gt;over and over again. that ONE worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;but im sure to forget tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow's another day of maths. -.-&lt;br /&gt;argh. EXAMS SUCK. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endurance + perseverance. FOUR MORE DAYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8003326169528520821?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8003326169528520821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8003326169528520821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8003326169528520821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8003326169528520821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/mood-swing.html' title='mood swing?;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-7543915592341891895</id><published>2007-02-24T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T22:10:10.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CT;</title><content type='html'>feeling much better now.&lt;br /&gt;the stomach virus has gone i guess. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied for maths test on monday until im gonna go mad alr.&lt;br /&gt;the whole day of MATHS. :/&lt;br /&gt;shall continue later. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from jeanyee's blog. hehe. looks fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A - Damn good kisser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Good all around person.&lt;br /&gt;C - You're wild &amp; crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;D - You have one of the best personalities ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E - You have a nice ass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - People totally adore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;G - You never let people tell you what to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - You have a very good personality and looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I - You get hyper easily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - Everyone loves you.&lt;br /&gt;K - You like to try new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;L - You live to have fun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Success comes easily to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;N - You are absolutely beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - You're an awesome person.&lt;br /&gt;P - You are popular with all types of people.&lt;br /&gt;Q - You are a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;R - Sexy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Easy to fall in love with.&lt;br /&gt;T - You're loyal to those you love.&lt;br /&gt;U - You really like to chill.&lt;br /&gt;V - You are not judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;W - You are very broad minded.&lt;br /&gt;X - You never let people tell you what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Y - One of the best bfs/gfs anyone could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;Z - You're a little too hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. it spells GERALDINE((:&lt;br /&gt;lol! just for fun luh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography paper yesterday was difficult.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i dont know the answers.&lt;br /&gt;but the questions were confusing.&lt;br /&gt;very very indirect. i didnt understand most of the questions and what they were asking for.&lt;br /&gt;so i just filled the answers in anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was okay.&lt;br /&gt;the passage for comprehension was confusing too. )):&lt;br /&gt;but managed to finish, though i had a feeling alot of the answers are gonna be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;the part where we had to fill in the meanings was worse.&lt;br /&gt;almost all the words were "strangers" to me.&lt;br /&gt;some i've seen before, but i've never really bothered to check for the meanings. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. can only hope to do better for the rest of the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-7543915592341891895?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/7543915592341891895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=7543915592341891895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7543915592341891895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7543915592341891895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/ct.html' title='CT;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5079097108490385395</id><published>2007-02-22T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T03:54:28.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick;</title><content type='html'>the flu has gone into my stomach.officially.&lt;br /&gt;threw up more than 8 times today.&lt;br /&gt;(gosh. and i didnt eat anything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after maths feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;almost threw up in the car. :/&lt;br /&gt;horrible horrible stomach flu. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home and daddy persuaded me to eat alil.&lt;br /&gt;he managed to make me eat some rice with soup.&lt;br /&gt;but after i ate, i threw it all up again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;thus, the whole day, my stomach was empty.&lt;br /&gt;cos everything that went down came right back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to clinic. the doctor certified it to be a stomach virus.&lt;br /&gt;got TWO days MC and medicine.&lt;br /&gt;slept for 2hours and felt better.&lt;br /&gt;could at least take out geography to study. ((:&lt;br /&gt;dinnertime was better cos i didnt feel as nauseous(sp?) and giddy.&lt;br /&gt;at least i could walk without feeling as though im falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but im going to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;at least go take tests. if i really dont feel well then go home.&lt;br /&gt;ohgosh, tomorrow is the dumdum storytelling thing. :/&lt;br /&gt;i dont know luh. see how tomorrow ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to try to study geography again.&lt;br /&gt;see if it's any better after the medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5079097108490385395?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5079097108490385395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5079097108490385395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5079097108490385395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5079097108490385395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/sick.html' title='sick;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8728413495604569473</id><published>2007-02-21T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T01:52:55.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont know;</title><content type='html'>you think im dumb.&lt;br /&gt;you think i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;but i do. i saw what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just pretended. i didnt wanna argue.&lt;br /&gt;because i know you're right.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didnt see it. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didnt know. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may seem naive, but im not stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i know when things dont seem right.&lt;br /&gt;what do you take me for?&lt;br /&gt;i have feelings too, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont decide to not talk to you forever.&lt;br /&gt;i wont ignore you.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'll do anything.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just stay aside, with my disappointment and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i'll recover soon.&lt;br /&gt;or i may not fufil my commitments.&lt;br /&gt;better still, i'll just quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8728413495604569473?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8728413495604569473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8728413495604569473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8728413495604569473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8728413495604569473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-know.html' title='dont know;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3594952129640621227</id><published>2007-02-20T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T04:50:41.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun aside;</title><content type='html'>TOMORROW START SCHOOL ALR.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM NOT READY!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still in holiday mood, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;today is the last enjoyable day... )):&lt;br /&gt;fun aside, FRIDAY is common test alr.&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAPHY's first ; gosh. i barely understood the chapters. :/&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand the thought of it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*note to self: GERALDINE TAY! YOU BETTER START REVISION LEST YOU DONT DO WELL AND GET AN EARFUL FROM YOUR PARENTS!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. can i SKIP THIS TORTURE?&lt;br /&gt;lol. jiayou ba! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone taking common test or whatever test, good luck! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3594952129640621227?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3594952129640621227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3594952129640621227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3594952129640621227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3594952129640621227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/fun-aside.html' title='fun aside;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8365270144876808357</id><published>2007-02-19T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T07:07:26.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day;</title><content type='html'>second day of new year.&lt;br /&gt;went to more places. but then less red packets. lol.&lt;br /&gt;dont know why. but doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;had great fun with my cousins. we laughed like crazy. (at least i did. XP )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my cousins become so chio alr. especially yixuan jiejie.&lt;br /&gt;im jealous lah. :X&lt;br /&gt;haha. devin and priscilla become darker leh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. now that new year's almost over,&lt;br /&gt;the next time i see them will be NEXT YEAR. D:&lt;br /&gt;aww... )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first went to my mum's relative there.&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch and lil bit of tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;saw my "ah yi(s)".&lt;br /&gt;although they married alr but still look young and chio. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then got one of them is a teacher of pri sch.&lt;br /&gt;then her husband is teacher of sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;wah. so smart. all teachers. XP&lt;br /&gt;one of my ahyi told me,"i that time saw you on tv leh."&lt;br /&gt;like omg, that was 2 years ago leh. u still remember??&lt;br /&gt;(maybe cos past 2 years i didnt see her mah. so she now then tell me.)&lt;br /&gt;then i replied,"no luh. not me not me. see wrongly lah!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL. she still remembers me though we see few years one time only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to auntie jane's after that.&lt;br /&gt;just talked for a bit. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;then went to some relative's house and talked more.&lt;br /&gt;is new year all about talking and talking? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched alot of tv today. cos there was nothing much to do at auntie helen's house.&lt;br /&gt;allowed my lap to be a pillow, causing my whole leg to be NUMB.&lt;br /&gt;lol. managed to resist most temptation for fear that i'd grow horizontally and gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;:D  good for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do anything much there. felt like dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;nobody to talk to, nobody to laugh with.&lt;br /&gt;everyone else had something to do. lol.&lt;br /&gt;denise jiejie and i ate and laughed and talked after she woke up from her "nap".&lt;br /&gt;the yixuan jiejie came and we watched tv again.&lt;br /&gt;see, the whle day i watch tv and watch tv. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity i didnt take photos.&lt;br /&gt;cos i forgot to bring the dumdum cam along with me. :/&lt;br /&gt;you know, come to think of it, i dont really know alot of my cousins. :X&lt;br /&gt;lol. anyhows, i think that's about the end of my new year(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8365270144876808357?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8365270144876808357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8365270144876808357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8365270144876808357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8365270144876808357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/2nd-day.html' title='2nd day;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-2786918698719384714</id><published>2007-02-18T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T03:44:31.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day;</title><content type='html'>whoo~&lt;br /&gt;first day of CNY is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;lol. tmr will be a new day(:&lt;br /&gt;seventeen red packets. $250 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. this year money seems lesser than usual.&lt;br /&gt;haha. never mind lah. it's the thought that counts. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;tmr got summore anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to tomorrow. haha.&lt;br /&gt;dont know why. (psst. . .  not because of red packets okay. XP )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-2786918698719384714?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/2786918698719384714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=2786918698719384714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2786918698719384714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2786918698719384714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-day.html' title='first day;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-837570085986883554</id><published>2007-02-17T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T03:33:37.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xiin niian kuaii le!;</title><content type='html'>SO BORED ; SO BORED.&lt;br /&gt;lazing around waiting for reunion dinner to start.&lt;br /&gt;might as well come blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been posting for a while.&lt;br /&gt;too busy. common tests coming alr.&lt;br /&gt;but im not prepared!! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went for dinner with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;the restaurant had karaoke. lol.&lt;br /&gt;it was a so-called reunion dinner lah. unofficial de. xP&lt;br /&gt;his workers sang and sang. some sabo-ed me to sing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;like wth lah. i dont even know most of them.&lt;br /&gt;then told my dad to stop pestering me after i sang one song.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. so i sang, very softly. but got mic. :/&lt;br /&gt;but then his friend asked me to sing again.&lt;br /&gt;so bad lah. i alr sing once liao. then still must do AGAIN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's reunion dinner was okay.&lt;br /&gt;mood was abit different from past years.&lt;br /&gt;cos my aunt isnt here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;usually, there'd be fights ; argues because of her.&lt;br /&gt;and every year, we dont get to eat in peace.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, we get peace this year(:&lt;br /&gt;haha. but the food seems alil too much as usual. XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-837570085986883554?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/837570085986883554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=837570085986883554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/837570085986883554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/837570085986883554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/xiin-niian-kuaii-le.html' title='xiin niian kuaii le!;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5090224869729457095</id><published>2007-02-16T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T02:34:11.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year;</title><content type='html'>eve of new year eve. lol.&lt;br /&gt;today got celebration.&lt;br /&gt;then the CLDDS performance is good(:&lt;br /&gt;so was the teachers' item. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so damn stupid at the prize presentation lah.&lt;br /&gt;cos i was clueless about what to do. :/&lt;br /&gt;and i was just so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to MPS.&lt;br /&gt;in home clothes cos i gotta go out.&lt;br /&gt;then like everyone see me ask same qn.&lt;br /&gt;"why you wear like that come?"&lt;br /&gt;like omg lah. EVERYONE asked lor.&lt;br /&gt;saw alot of people and realised people changed.&lt;br /&gt;ALOT of people changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. need to go alr. will blog more soon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5090224869729457095?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5090224869729457095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5090224869729457095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5090224869729457095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5090224869729457095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-year.html' title='new year;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-343345452611246503</id><published>2007-02-15T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T02:06:44.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why;</title><content type='html'>why dont you EVER give me a chance?&lt;br /&gt;they say time can heal all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it doesnt work that way for me.&lt;br /&gt;i think the longer the time, the deeper the wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we no longer understand each other.&lt;br /&gt;i believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never trust me.&lt;br /&gt;you never believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;you never thought of my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;everything was about HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always cry ; not infront of you ; secretly.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want anyone to know what im going through.&lt;br /&gt;the physical part is okay. i can still take it.&lt;br /&gt;the psychological part can kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to make you all upset.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll start ignoring you.&lt;br /&gt;life would then be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;i just want everything to be peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people always told me that i should cherish people around me.&lt;br /&gt;dont regret only when you lose them.&lt;br /&gt;but why cant i do it? why do i take every little thing for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i go out,&lt;br /&gt;i dont ever wanna come home.&lt;br /&gt;are you the reason why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY DONT KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;but why cant you be more like (name here.)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-343345452611246503?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/343345452611246503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=343345452611246503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/343345452611246503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/343345452611246503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/why.html' title='why;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-6288528862345156356</id><published>2007-02-09T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T06:02:00.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>burnt . roasted;</title><content type='html'>im seriously very bad-looking at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;cos i've got a sunburn and my pimples are like appearing out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to FOOTDRILL. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did about 4 hours of footdrill man.&lt;br /&gt;UNDER THAT SCORCHING SUN.&lt;br /&gt;all of us were warm, thirsty and tired.&lt;br /&gt;hweejoo seemed as though she was collasping.&lt;br /&gt;TAKECARE, MY DEAR(:&lt;br /&gt;yenling and kaixin the strongest.&lt;br /&gt;they ENDURED the long hours and PERSEVERED.&lt;br /&gt;*applauses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt play anything today.&lt;br /&gt;just marched and did crazy foot drill. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were pretty much summarised in ONE WORD - BORING.&lt;br /&gt;english got test, i almost fell asleep. but didnt. cos counted in CA.&lt;br /&gt;then CME tcher didnt come. mr yeo came to relief.&lt;br /&gt;he started teaching HISTORY. :/&lt;br /&gt;the next teacher was the PE teacher.&lt;br /&gt;we got one free period anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then geography, ms ng returned our test papers.&lt;br /&gt;i got 16/20. junmin is PRO lor. got 19/20.&lt;br /&gt;then LE i slept lah, as usual. dont know wth he talking about.&lt;br /&gt;history got back test paper.&lt;br /&gt;i got 12/20 i think. alot of funny funny mistakes lah. :/&lt;br /&gt;lit - dont even wna talk about it. most boring lesson i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's my mummy's birthday(:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{ i may be switching URL again. -.-  cos i heard LJ can lock up posts. hmm. some things ya'll shouldnt see ; shouldnt know. maybe only lah. }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everything seemed a little weird today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or is it just my imagination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just wish everything wasnt so confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so i'd understand better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-6288528862345156356?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/6288528862345156356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=6288528862345156356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6288528862345156356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6288528862345156356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/burnt-roasted.html' title='burnt . roasted;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-2301819638535479816</id><published>2007-02-08T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:49:29.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED;</title><content type='html'>today's PE was a torture to my legs.&lt;br /&gt;until now, i still cant feel my legs.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if they're there. *looks down.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, they are. just aching. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we did this weird exercise.&lt;br /&gt;30 secs per station.&lt;br /&gt;every station was a different exercise.&lt;br /&gt;then must finish the SIX stations.&lt;br /&gt;then got 3 stations consecutively toturing our legs.&lt;br /&gt;standing board jump ; star jump and burpees.&lt;br /&gt;now i have problem sitting down man.&lt;br /&gt;cos i bend my legs only it will ache even more. -.-&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer this tcher to mr jeffery tan lor.&lt;br /&gt;at least we get to play games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the lessons were pretty much normal.&lt;br /&gt;had to tell my story again dur chinese.&lt;br /&gt;that junmin lah. supposed to be her turn lor.&lt;br /&gt;then she havent memorise. haiyoyo.&lt;br /&gt;so the tcher called me. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;hweejoo and gladys very funny.&lt;br /&gt;they go toilet. then by the time they come back i finished the story alr.&lt;br /&gt;then lai lao shi ask for comments. they just give. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;they didnt even listen. haha. this was how the conversation went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{everything is translated from chinese to english.}&lt;br /&gt;lai lao shi: so how do you all think she fared? any comments for her?&lt;br /&gt;*hweejoo and gladys walked into class and heard lai lao shi talking.&lt;br /&gt;gladys: very good!&lt;br /&gt;hweejoo: more confidence!&lt;br /&gt;lai lao shi: yes, more confidence.&lt;br /&gt;gladys: very good lah.&lt;br /&gt;lai lao shi: *looks at her and smiles.  you never even listen to her story.&lt;br /&gt;gladys: *laugh and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. if you all were there you all will laugh. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-2301819638535479816?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/2301819638535479816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=2301819638535479816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2301819638535479816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2301819638535479816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/tired.html' title='TIRED;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5815595702287179028</id><published>2007-02-08T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T05:45:51.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im not okay;</title><content type='html'>it's not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try,&lt;br /&gt;everything's still not going to end the way i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i still try so hard to please you?&lt;br /&gt;why do i still do so much for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you're my mother. yes.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i do, i can never hate you.&lt;br /&gt;i know i was very mean yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and im very very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;it was out of a fit of anger.&lt;br /&gt;and im pretty sure you know what im like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've already apologised.&lt;br /&gt;what's done is done and it cannot be undone.&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is try to make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if you're going to stay angry at me.&lt;br /&gt;but i just want you to know i didnt mean to scream at you.&lt;br /&gt;and im very very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so affected today that it was as though i had depression at the start of the day.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt talk ; i didnt laugh ; i didnt ask questions ; i didnt really feel like doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to scream everything out.&lt;br /&gt;it was only after PE that i resumed my normal self.&lt;br /&gt;cos i allowed myself to stop thinking of all that sadness.&lt;br /&gt;but after school, i tried to put this thought aside when i was talking to jiaying.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant. so i decided to do something for you, hoping you'll forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you like whatever i've prepared for you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i guess all i can do now is hope.&lt;br /&gt;cos all that needs to be done is done ; the rest is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{even though i know she'll never see this, i still have to post. cos i cannot keep this inside me anymore.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5815595702287179028?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5815595702287179028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5815595702287179028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5815595702287179028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5815595702287179028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-not-okay.html' title='im not okay;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8765184473536129854</id><published>2007-02-07T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T05:45:51.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress;</title><content type='html'>IM STRESSED OUT.&lt;br /&gt;IM WORN OUT.&lt;br /&gt;YES. VERY VERY.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO DARN IRRITATED AT TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES I CONTROL ; SOMETIMES I CANT.&lt;br /&gt;IM SORRY TO THOSE WHOM I HAVE HURT.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT SEEM TO MANAGE TIME WELL.&lt;br /&gt;I FOREVER HAVE THINGS TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;THE LIST SEEMS ENDLESS ; INCOMPLETE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYDAY'S A BOTHER NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I DIDNT HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;I WISH HOMEWORK DIDNT EXIST.&lt;br /&gt;I WISH TIME COULD STOP SO I CAN GET ENOUGH REST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SLEEP DURING CLASS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;AND IM ALWAYS SO LIGHT-HEADED.&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES I JUST WANT TO SCREAM.&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES I JUST WANT TO CRY.&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES I WANNA DO BOTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW MY RESULTS ARE DROPPING.&lt;br /&gt;LOWER AND LOWER.&lt;br /&gt;I FAILED MATHS EVEN THOUGH I STUDIED.&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINE THE MARKS I WOULD GET IF I DIDNT STUDY?&lt;br /&gt;I CANT SEEM TO CONCENTRATE.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANNA STUDY ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY SEEMS TO UNDERSTAND.&lt;br /&gt;NOT EVEN MY PARENTS.&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE MAKING IT WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE ALWAYS SO BIASED.&lt;br /&gt;IM FOREVER IN THE WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE ALWAYS RIGHT. MY SISTER'S ALWAYS RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM NOT, YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN IM USING THE COMPUTER,&lt;br /&gt;THEY SAY IM CHATTING,&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THOUGH THEY SEE AN ESSAY RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THEM??!!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S AN ESSAY. WHICH PART OF IT LOOKS LIKE MSN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;SO DONT TEST MY PATIENCE, PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;I BOTTLE EVERYTHING UP INSIDE ME.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN I GET SO TIRED OF IT,&lt;br /&gt;YOU WONT LIKE WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8765184473536129854?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8765184473536129854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8765184473536129854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8765184473536129854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8765184473536129854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/stress.html' title='stress;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-4324039041983949036</id><published>2007-02-06T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T04:09:42.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY DINNER;</title><content type='html'>{written on 5/2/07}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday's birthday dinner was absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;i went to the CHARCOAL to eat dinner. (charcoal is the restaurant name)&lt;br /&gt;then i ate the four course dinner. (i chose pasta out of four choices.)&lt;br /&gt;my sister also chose pasta. my mum ate fish.&lt;br /&gt;then we took alot of photos. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think the soup was nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Donttakelah.jpg/"&gt;{Don't take my photo lah! I want to eat my dinner! :P}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Kimberlyeatingherappetizer.jpg/"&gt;{Take Kimberly eating instead! :D}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/PosingEating.jpg/"&gt;{Why must you take me when I'm eating?? Haiyo! :/}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Tryingherbesttoresisttemptation.jpg/"&gt;{Trying to resist the temptation. LOL. Take photo first lah.}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Heehee.jpg/"&gt;{okok. you wanna take, i let you take. after this one we shall resume eating?}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;US AND ALL OUR FOOD(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Mydadandhislambchop.jpg/"&gt;{Dad and his lamb chop}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Meandmyspaghetti.jpg/"&gt;{Me and Yummy Spaghetti}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/CheersMum.jpg/"&gt;{Mum and her fillet}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Massage.jpg/"&gt;{Me and my sister.}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/MeDadMum.jpg/"&gt;{Me and my parents}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/MydadandI.jpg/"&gt;{Me and My dad}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Mybelovedmother.jpg/"&gt;{Me and Mum}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/SistersPLUSmother.jpg/"&gt;{My sister ; ME ; My mother}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Myparents.jpg/"&gt;{My parents}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/SisterandMother.jpg/" width="400"&gt;{My sister and mother}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/FamilyPhoto.jpg/"&gt;{FAMILY(:}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/MEandthehandsomeWAITER.jpg/"&gt;{I even took photo with the most handsome waiter there. XP}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got one photo of my tiramisu and european carrot cake.&lt;br /&gt;whoo! got candle summore. SO CUTE(:&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt eat the carrot cake. i ate tiramisu. :P&lt;br /&gt;the carrot cake i dont like. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Tiramisu.jpg/"&gt;{see the TIRAMISU?? yumyum.}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/MyBirthdaycake.jpg/"&gt;{My birthday carrot cake!}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/EuropeanCarrotCake.jpg/"&gt;{and the carrot cake. no candle.}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/Blowingoutcandle.jpg/"&gt;{blowing candle(s)!}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g250/xlovehurts-/TheAFTERMATH.jpg/"&gt;{you wanna see what the pasta look like after everything's gone? XP}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was SO HIGH that i laughed until my face all red and i couldnt stop laughing after that. XD&lt;br /&gt;in other words, i enjoyed myself very much! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-4324039041983949036?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/4324039041983949036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=4324039041983949036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4324039041983949036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4324039041983949036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/birthday-dinner.html' title='BIRTHDAY DINNER;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-6319403006523822825</id><published>2007-02-05T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T02:59:01.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning practice;</title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;morning practice was okay this morning.&lt;br /&gt;just that after that was DARN TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;got back HMT. so very disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;got 37 and 37.5 for the two papers.&lt;br /&gt;then got one i only get 80% of the marks i think.&lt;br /&gt;or is it 80% of the total marks?? :/&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's saddening luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my science got 26.5/32.&lt;br /&gt;okay only luh. got a VERY VERY SILLY MISTAKE.&lt;br /&gt;they alr put at the top 'the magnesium atom LOSES two electrons to become the magnesium atom.'&lt;br /&gt;then i write the equation i still wrote 'Mg&lt;sup&gt;2+&lt;/sup&gt; + 2e&lt;sup&gt;-&lt;/sup&gt; = Mg&lt;sup&gt;-&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im crazy luh. didnt read the stupid instructions. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now that everything's said and done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the rest is up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah, im not one bit excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing's gonna turn out what i expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing will be right. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-6319403006523822825?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/6319403006523822825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=6319403006523822825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6319403006523822825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6319403006523822825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/morning-practice.html' title='morning practice;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8427853655999338121</id><published>2007-02-04T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:31:27.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no time no time;</title><content type='html'>i suddenly realised something after an announcement yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPING TIME IS PRECIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. now i cannot sleep longer alr. :/&lt;br /&gt;cos of morning band practices. grr...&lt;br /&gt;so everyday i shall look sleepy and feel irritated. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday's music exchange was fun.&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention, scary. lol&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the seventh night, i wanted to go toilet. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and i met new friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's dinner was great(:&lt;br /&gt;i got to take photos with this caucasian waiter! :P&lt;br /&gt;haha. i got alot alot of photos!! XP&lt;br /&gt;i love the tiramisu there luh. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;the food was GOODGOOD. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;shall elaborate when i have PHOTOS! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8427853655999338121?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8427853655999338121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8427853655999338121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8427853655999338121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8427853655999338121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-time-no-time.html' title='no time no time;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-409954232448965300</id><published>2007-02-01T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T04:03:08.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>absentee;</title><content type='html'>played captains ball today dur PE.&lt;br /&gt;so fun. lol. cos very long didnt play. :P&lt;br /&gt;obviously cos mr tan wont let us play games.&lt;br /&gt;and today he didnt come! :DD&lt;br /&gt;haha. got tcher relief. we had abt one period captains ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ms chin didnt come. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so we have 2 periods of relief. (:&lt;br /&gt;but then PW period was not good.&lt;br /&gt;wont go into detail but it wasnt good luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese test today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;not very easy ; not too difficult.&lt;br /&gt;but english needed more thinking.&lt;br /&gt;but completed in time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've alr gone through the test.&lt;br /&gt;mr png tested me.&lt;br /&gt;i was DARN NERVOUS.&lt;br /&gt;alot of pitching went HAYWIRE.&lt;br /&gt;but fortunately he didnt get angry.&lt;br /&gt;gotta practice REALLY REALLY HARD(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days have been losing sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know why. am really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;actually, i realised what's wrong already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i just dont know how to change it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-409954232448965300?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/409954232448965300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=409954232448965300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/409954232448965300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/409954232448965300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/02/absentee.html' title='absentee;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-7615350992212670089</id><published>2007-01-30T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T02:28:48.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recovered;</title><content type='html'>thanks to all who have been so concerned about me(:&lt;br /&gt;heh. im feeling much much better now.&lt;br /&gt;and i look forward to going back to school tomorrow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's homework is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;maths questions look like ancient codes.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to do luh. im stuck at the first question alr.&lt;br /&gt;asked kaixin, but she said she wasnt listening in class, instead she was doing SUDOKU(sp?).&lt;br /&gt;LOL! rujun is stumped too. ah, i guess i have to give up. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i failed maths. badly.&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTEEN over FIFTY.&lt;br /&gt;wth. deonsus got darn high. 31/50.&lt;br /&gt;jaslin got highest. 39/50.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta WORK HARD(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but science i got 24/25.&lt;br /&gt;lol. so that's the good news. :D&lt;br /&gt;i gotta thank jianzhong and junmin.&lt;br /&gt;heh. jianzhong helped me take homework.&lt;br /&gt;and junmin helped me copy the notes(:&lt;br /&gt;although didnt finish copying but doesnt matter luh.&lt;br /&gt;i understand got no time. :P&lt;br /&gt;i shall copy from people who have finished tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is that though im sick,&lt;br /&gt;i have the urge to do homework. :P&lt;br /&gt;weird. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so will other days after tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope everything will be back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{ONE MORE WEEK}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know if im looking forward to it that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i should be, shouldnt i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-7615350992212670089?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/7615350992212670089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=7615350992212670089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7615350992212670089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7615350992212670089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/recovered.html' title='recovered;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5067720453244081936</id><published>2007-01-29T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T02:30:20.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unwell;</title><content type='html'>throw up ; throw up ; throw up.&lt;br /&gt;that's the feeling i've had for the past few hours.&lt;br /&gt;apart from the time that i had been sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;my temp's going up. higher and higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doctor says i lack vitamins and rest.&lt;br /&gt;gave me many many vitamins to eat.&lt;br /&gt;and advised to rest more and drink water.&lt;br /&gt;plus, i got other medicine. capsules somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's stressful.&lt;br /&gt;too many commitments, too little time.&lt;br /&gt;how can some people do so many things within 24 hours without fallin sick or even feeling tired.&lt;br /&gt;and the point is not that they can finish so many things.&lt;br /&gt;the point is that they can do it all so well. or at least do most of it well.&lt;br /&gt;why cant i be like them? im totally breaking down, literally.&lt;br /&gt;my body/system cannot take it anymore lah.&lt;br /&gt;always falling sick at the WRONG time.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could do a little more.&lt;br /&gt;ah, tearing myself apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;原来这一切都是假的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;不该听到的我已经听到了；不该看到的也一样。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我想我也不能做什么，只能默默地流泪。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5067720453244081936?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5067720453244081936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5067720453244081936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5067720453244081936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5067720453244081936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/unwell.html' title='unwell;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-2498643385921319062</id><published>2007-01-29T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T02:32:25.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it lesson;</title><content type='html'>boredbored.&lt;br /&gt;in com lab. :P&lt;br /&gt;doing some movie maker thingy.&lt;br /&gt;mr lee's doing some indian thing.&lt;br /&gt;speaking really FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;cos he said to do voiceover so the commercial will become INDIAN COMMERCIAL.&lt;br /&gt;ltr still gotta do the photostory thing. :/&lt;br /&gt;and got sectionals somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im COLDCOLD.&lt;br /&gt;haha. very cool weather today.&lt;br /&gt;didnt rain though, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now's lit test was okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;but science test was badbad.&lt;br /&gt;wed worse lor. got chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;also got proficiency test.&lt;br /&gt;now all the tests coming in. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. and not to mention, stressed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-2498643385921319062?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/2498643385921319062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=2498643385921319062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2498643385921319062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2498643385921319062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-lesson.html' title='it lesson;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1465990446617250593</id><published>2007-01-28T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T04:25:08.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>up-down;</title><content type='html'>my mood today has been roller coaster luh.&lt;br /&gt;up and down.&lt;br /&gt;so darn irritated in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;almost cried. THANKS TO SOMEBODY. :/&lt;br /&gt;then after that got really bored with shopping.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and my sister irritated me again.&lt;br /&gt;came back with ba kwa. haha. my mama bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was happily eating, when my piano tcher spoiled my mood.&lt;br /&gt;she came! D:&lt;br /&gt;wth. and she made me play scales and sight reading.&lt;br /&gt;the 2 parts of practical exams i hate most. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just remembered,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got science and lit test.&lt;br /&gt;ALL I HAVENT STUDY! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, i shall go and study now. dont wanna fail. (touch wood.)&lt;br /&gt;see you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1465990446617250593?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1465990446617250593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1465990446617250593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1465990446617250593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1465990446617250593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/up-down.html' title='up-down;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5353410882007388224</id><published>2007-01-27T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T04:39:47.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的心在下雨；</title><content type='html'>band today.&lt;br /&gt;distracted. and sick.&lt;br /&gt;learnt that ada's playing bass clarinet.&lt;br /&gt;poor hweejoo. D:&lt;br /&gt;jiayou! i believe you can do well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got quite a bit of sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;jingting transferred to euphonium.&lt;br /&gt;could see that tinge of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;even though she told me it was because she was tired.&lt;br /&gt;it's always hard to have to start something all over again.&lt;br /&gt;but we gotta persevere, and im sure with ample practice, she'll do well too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt have combined after that.&lt;br /&gt;just listened to annoucements.&lt;br /&gt;then go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;今天一直下雨，而我的心也一样，湿湿的...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5353410882007388224?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5353410882007388224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5353410882007388224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5353410882007388224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5353410882007388224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='我的心在下雨；'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-438991804409106458</id><published>2007-01-26T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T04:56:53.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>junior;</title><content type='html'>whee~&lt;br /&gt;i have a junior! (:&lt;br /&gt;she's cute. heh.&lt;br /&gt;keeps laughing though. but she's still cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;she can play the SO-DARN-LOW notes that i cannot reach no matter how hard i try.&lt;br /&gt;so pro luh. the LOW F. she can reach! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was so happy ; then everything just fell apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was so distracted in class today. i couldnt concentrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i tried to not think so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i realised i cant cos im very very affected by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everytime i think of you, i feel like crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe it's about time i woke up from this fantasy ; it's getting me nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-438991804409106458?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/438991804409106458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=438991804409106458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/438991804409106458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/438991804409106458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/junior.html' title='junior;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1203061349130843072</id><published>2007-01-25T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:52:48.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>remedial;</title><content type='html'>hah.&lt;br /&gt;remedial helps.&lt;br /&gt;somehow.&lt;br /&gt;lol. cos ms chin can go slow slow. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, today got some beep test thing.&lt;br /&gt;ah, i didnt even complete 3rd stage. :/&lt;br /&gt;im not a SPORTS person. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT de kou yu biao da.&lt;br /&gt;junmin did very darn well! :D&lt;br /&gt;all her chinese words so chimology de.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was second. then i didnt memorise lah.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked rujun hold the book for me.&lt;br /&gt;i was practically reading frm book. heh.&lt;br /&gt;then i gotta do 2nd time. cos lai lao shi want me to memorise. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing special happened after that.&lt;br /&gt;except that isella got her suan mei back. XD&lt;br /&gt;cos they wrote sth to ms chin. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1203061349130843072?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1203061349130843072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1203061349130843072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1203061349130843072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1203061349130843072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/remedial.html' title='remedial;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5550022007785911034</id><published>2007-01-24T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T05:35:45.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored;</title><content type='html'>I GIVE UP MAN!&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY GIVE UP. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth. i spent half an hour on my story and i only memorised THREE PATHETIC PARAGRAPHS? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;haiyoyo. i dont wanna memorise le lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was okay luh.&lt;br /&gt;english did some reading thing.&lt;br /&gt;then maths, as usual, got homework.&lt;br /&gt;geog was funny. ms ng was like going thru the groupings.&lt;br /&gt;then so much commotion. then she made us get into our groups and do a mindmap.&lt;br /&gt;i anyhow write write. "POPULATION &gt;&gt; got high and low." then dont know what other crap luh.&lt;br /&gt;then i handed up. and there was a funny conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msng: you sure you want to hand up like that?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes. cos nothing else to write.&lt;br /&gt;msng: you sure or not? nothing else le meh?&lt;br /&gt;me: dont have alr lah. i copied everything from behind the summary thing le lor.&lt;br /&gt;rujun they all: got lah. the population density and blah blah leh?&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? shen me dong xi lai de?&lt;br /&gt;msng: what 'shen me dong xi'? you never listen in class ah.&lt;br /&gt;me: ooh that thing ah. lol. okok. i go do new one lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. but actually i dont even know what the heck is population density. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;just say only. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art was darn sickening.&lt;br /&gt;draw some weird boxes stacked together.&lt;br /&gt;then i cannot see any stupid shadows.&lt;br /&gt;but the teacher insisted that there was. :/&lt;br /&gt;and he somemore said "draw WHAT YOU SEE"&lt;br /&gt;so weird lah. i dont see shadows and he ask me to shade in,&lt;br /&gt;that's contradicting to what he said lor. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese only got ting xie lor. didnt do much.&lt;br /&gt;then 3 periods with ms chin.&lt;br /&gt;err. yeah. she did all sorts of weird things. like make people stand at the back of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;eh. then cnt remember le lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had band. mr lum didnt come. so only mr png lor.&lt;br /&gt;then played old comrades for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;whoo. so fun leh, that song.&lt;br /&gt;i could play when i was sitting down, but stand up is a totally DIFFERENT thing.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i strapped on my tuba,my back was like going to snap.&lt;br /&gt;then worse, i got no strength carry the tuba up.&lt;br /&gt;so i cant reach the mouthpiece,&lt;br /&gt;which means i didnt blow. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish i can spend more time with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;save the explanation, i understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5550022007785911034?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5550022007785911034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5550022007785911034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5550022007785911034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5550022007785911034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/bored_24.html' title='bored;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8716278464843855631</id><published>2007-01-23T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:33:47.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting to change;</title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;she really doesnt seem that bad.&lt;br /&gt;and she smiled. (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. lol. first time see her smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her lessons today wasnt so bad. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i could FINALLY hear her clearly. XD&lt;br /&gt;usually, i cant really hear what she talking about.&lt;br /&gt;so i just "turn myself off". and i go to SLEEP. (with my eyes open lah. or maybe just lie down or something.) :P&lt;br /&gt;but miraculously, today i managed to stay awake. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, (see, everything comes with a price. :P)&lt;br /&gt;i didnt understand what she was talking about anyway. :/&lt;br /&gt;i mean like i understand some easy parts, then the rest is 'err?'&lt;br /&gt;yeah. but i liked today's lessons. somewhat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, maths test was damn difficult.&lt;br /&gt;poo.&lt;br /&gt;i think i can fail. it's like, i dont know a thing.&lt;br /&gt;and the whole paper looked like some ancient script that im supposed to analyse and decipher or interpret. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was just filing and seeing cheryl fox on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;haha. cos we had some CNA news thingy.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, ms mariati made us do this journal thing.&lt;br /&gt;and cheryl fox was the newscaster. so the video started off with her talking and ended the same way.&lt;br /&gt;so we like listened to her twice. yeah. then must do the thing lor.&lt;br /&gt;then got back our diagnostic test results.&lt;br /&gt;the compo i got 20 ; compre and cloze got 19.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese we did letter writing.&lt;br /&gt;funny luh. mr lua let us do this topic which ms kim did before with us last year.&lt;br /&gt;it came out for sec1 end of year summore.&lt;br /&gt;then we told him do before.&lt;br /&gt;then the next qn, actually never do before.&lt;br /&gt;but we also said do before.&lt;br /&gt;and every qn after that also do before. XD&lt;br /&gt;four qns leh. all do before.&lt;br /&gt;then we thought no need do le, end up still need. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history, angeline called the mr yeo STEFANIE!&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. cos last time he said his pigeon hole the name is MR STEPHEN YEO.&lt;br /&gt;then angeline heard STEFANIE YEO.&lt;br /&gt;then dont know why today she called him stefanie. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly was as usual luh. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've misjudged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the real you seem to be way different from what you told me you were like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you didnt seem like a bad person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but now i know you arent good either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know it's stressful. but give everyone an equal chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's what i've learnt. and see, it actually works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i gave her a chance, i've learnt to accept and like her and her teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah, and i now know well, she isnt that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and you should know, you're not the best in the world. none of us are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR LUM(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8716278464843855631?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8716278464843855631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8716278464843855631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8716278464843855631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8716278464843855631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/starting-to-change.html' title='starting to change;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-2339134684922476774</id><published>2007-01-22T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T05:01:00.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>respect;</title><content type='html'>what exactly is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RESPECT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you search in the dictionary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VERB -&lt;/b&gt; 1. To feel or show deferential regard for; esteem.&lt;br /&gt;2. To avoid violation of or interference with: &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;respect the speed limit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. To relate or refer to; concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOUN -&lt;/b&gt; 1. A feeling of appreciative, often deferential regard; esteem.&lt;br /&gt;2. The state of being regarded with honor or esteem.&lt;br /&gt;3. Willingness to show consideration or appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;4. respects Polite expressions of consideration or deference: &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;pay one's respects.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A particular aspect, feature, or detail: &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;In many respects this is an important decision.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who actually &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DESERVES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to be &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RESPECTED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, actually. maybe because i've never thought of this question.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, have i actually really respected &lt;u&gt;ANYONE&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, after much thinking, i've come to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;in my point of view, people who deserves respect are those that will respect others.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if you want other people to respect you, first you must learn to respect others, right?&lt;br /&gt;even if the other party is younger than you, he/she still deserves to be respected.&lt;br /&gt;unless, of course, he/she did something that made us lose respect for him/her.&lt;br /&gt;but that's a whole new thing altogether. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i think that we should respect others before we demand to be respected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, this is just basically how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;if you dont like it, pretend you didnt see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-2339134684922476774?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/2339134684922476774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=2339134684922476774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2339134684922476774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2339134684922476774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/respect.html' title='respect;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5064231458305055449</id><published>2007-01-21T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T04:58:46.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>decided;</title><content type='html'>went shopping today.&lt;br /&gt;actually was only supposed to go for lunch with my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;at soup restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then the temptation to shop got the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you know. *cheeky grin.&lt;br /&gt;went to a shop that sell roxy ; ripcurl etc stuff. (not surfer girl, cant remember the name though.)&lt;br /&gt;saw this nice top and bought it. hah.&lt;br /&gt;dont care luh. nice jiu buy lor. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked ard in the hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;the weather was warm. VERY warm.&lt;br /&gt;but suddenly orchard like not so many people go.&lt;br /&gt;ever since vivo city opened. :/&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was great, btw. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont hate her anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not now, not ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im gonna give her a chance. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;perhaps, from my point of view, i think she's trying her best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or maybe, i just pity her luh. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know. but im not gonna hate her no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;{SIXTEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DAYS&lt;/span&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5064231458305055449?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5064231458305055449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5064231458305055449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5064231458305055449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5064231458305055449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/decided.html' title='decided;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-4822651090038924909</id><published>2007-01-20T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T03:58:44.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah;</title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;let's recall what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WED&lt;br /&gt;went band prac. nothing special. i "cheated" again and played instrument. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURS&lt;br /&gt;skipped stupid piano. :D&lt;br /&gt;haha. went with yenling's to see doctor.&lt;br /&gt;at city hall. lol.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting, me, angeline and corliss went suntec to walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;haha. angeline's stead came too.&lt;br /&gt;ah, felt so BRIGHT. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRI&lt;br /&gt;got band again.&lt;br /&gt;cant remember what we did.&lt;br /&gt;(but can guess luh. sure is seventh night de.)&lt;br /&gt;then after that, my dad decided to change original plan and bring me out to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY BABE! last min change plan. ):&lt;br /&gt;i reached home at 9++.&lt;br /&gt;SO DARN TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;band again.&lt;br /&gt;didnt play instrument.&lt;br /&gt;so bored there i almost fell asleep. :x&lt;br /&gt;but didnt. i very guai. heh. i listened to the specialist guy.&lt;br /&gt;then no combined. but got footdrill. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like my life now only involves SCHOOL &amp;amp; BAND.&lt;br /&gt;nothing else. nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;and im so tired every single day. well, this fatigue is killing me man.&lt;br /&gt;not having enough sleep and having to cope with sch work. :/&lt;br /&gt;KILL ME MAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-4822651090038924909?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/4822651090038924909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=4822651090038924909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4822651090038924909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4822651090038924909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/ah.html' title='ah;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-4327666437455652464</id><published>2007-01-20T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T02:32:08.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHO?&lt;br /&gt;-who is in the house with you?&lt;br /&gt;my sister&amp;julia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-whose house did you last go to?&lt;br /&gt;wah. very long alr. i think is jaslin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-whose birthday is next?&lt;br /&gt;err. MR LUM! lol. just saw on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-who was the last person you loved but not anymore now?&lt;br /&gt;hmms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-who do you hope will take this survey?&lt;br /&gt;whoever wanna take then take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-who did you last text?&lt;br /&gt;MSN can? CEO lor. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;-what was the last thing u ate?&lt;br /&gt;the grass jelly inside the grassjelly soya milk. :/&lt;br /&gt;(so long "explaination")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what was the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;grassjelly soya milk. *looks at previous question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what is the closest thing to you that is blue?&lt;br /&gt;my mum's blue jacket. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what instant messaging service do you use?&lt;br /&gt;windows live messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what is your fav colour?&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what is your most used away message?&lt;br /&gt;wait ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what is your favourite website?&lt;br /&gt;NCHS SCHOOL WEBSITE. LOL! no luh. blogger. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what is your fav shoe brand?&lt;br /&gt;err. i dont know. i dont care brand de lah. design nice can alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;shirt ; pants ; underclothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what song are you currently hearing?&lt;br /&gt;i dont need a man ; PCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what are you looking at now?&lt;br /&gt;this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what's ur msn nick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine. /}} whatever i feel like typing. {countdown: # more days}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE?&lt;br /&gt;-where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;the island SIR STAMFORD RAFFLES founded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-where is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-where do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-where did you get the shirt you're wearing?&lt;br /&gt;buy luh. then? steal ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-where did you get this survey?&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE TOOTY ANG. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN?&lt;br /&gt;-when is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;*stares at my URL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when did you last burn a candle?&lt;br /&gt;my sister's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when did you last see your dad?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when did you last eat something?&lt;br /&gt;err. right after band. i walked to CP to buy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;-why does basically half the world have Friendster?&lt;br /&gt;how the hell would i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why do we have to go to school?&lt;br /&gt;err. cos we're being forced to. besides, if we didnt go to school, teachers would be jobless. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why are you taking this survey?&lt;br /&gt;why do you wanna know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESENT&lt;br /&gt;-is your hair wet?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-is your handphone right beside you?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do you miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;tuba counted? lol. yes luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you wearing gel?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you wearing chapstick?&lt;br /&gt;wth is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you cold?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you tired?&lt;br /&gt;VERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you excited?&lt;br /&gt;err. dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you watching tv?&lt;br /&gt;nope. how can i watch tv and do this at the same time? im not superwoman. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you wearing pjs?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAST&lt;br /&gt;-recently done anything you regret?&lt;br /&gt;err. not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ever lied?&lt;br /&gt;yes. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ever stuck gum under a desk?&lt;br /&gt;NO. that's disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ever kick someone?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ever trip over your own feet?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ever cried so hard you almost threw up?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;-have you cursed?&lt;br /&gt;abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-have you yelled at someone?&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-have you gotten mad at someone?&lt;br /&gt;obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-have you cried?&lt;br /&gt;today ah... didnt cry. but yawn until tears came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-have you called more than three people?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-have you im'd more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;er. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-is there anyone on your mind now?&lt;br /&gt;yes! *grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-where is the last place you went?&lt;br /&gt;NCHS BAND ROOM. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-who is the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do you like your mom or dad more?&lt;br /&gt;depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;ONE sister that can kill me just by talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;yes. laugh more though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do you think that someone is thinking about you now?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. maybe(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do you wish on stars?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you like your handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;normal normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-who's bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;my bed lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what colour shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;BLUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;my julia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what is the colour of your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what were you doing at 9 last night?&lt;br /&gt;err. on my way home from band practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i can't wait&lt;br /&gt;to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-is tom on your friend's list?&lt;br /&gt;HUH? i dont have a friend called tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what's on your right?&lt;br /&gt;POOH PILLOW! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ever cried youself to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ever cried on a friend's shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-song that makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;hurt by christina aguilera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-are you normally a happy person?&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-has anyone ever said "i love you" to you?&lt;br /&gt;*erhems.  you dont need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-is your self-esteem low?&lt;br /&gt;?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-people u wanna sabo?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-4327666437455652464?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/4327666437455652464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=4327666437455652464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4327666437455652464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4327666437455652464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/who-who-is-in-house-with-you-my-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5609207235775048100</id><published>2007-01-16T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T05:23:38.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>depression;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# im sinking into depression. very slowly and quietly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# very tired. very confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# can someone guide me? can i get help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# i need a long long break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# maybe an early night will help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everything's just an illusion to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cant tell what's real, and what's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos everything, everyone's changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing seems to be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{dont stress me. i cant take it.}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to everyone that i have displeased, im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to myself, i have nothing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and to you, you'll never understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;; there's nothing i can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i still wont feel good twentyone days later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's a long wait. and i do hope it's worth waiting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{it's a hard decision. you OR them?}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it wont be fair then. but i really dont want to make anyone feel bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i shant do anything. it will be a normal tuesday then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{and now i wish i didnt remember.}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe if i did it quietly, it would be good for all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;; it would be a silent celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;; im thankful to all those who remembered it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{i need an answer. i cant decide.}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{please tell me what to do.}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5609207235775048100?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5609207235775048100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5609207235775048100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5609207235775048100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5609207235775048100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/depression.html' title='depression;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-6362015272940442695</id><published>2007-01-16T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T04:04:01.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's so freakin wrong with you?;</title><content type='html'>GRR...&lt;br /&gt;i just dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;fine, be it im stupid or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i STILL dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is wrong with you man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet to learn my ting xie.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. it seems as though there's so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;but so little time. D:&lt;br /&gt;the guan bi zheng thingy i also havent memorise luh.&lt;br /&gt;die alr luh. tmr got ting xie, thurs got mo xie.&lt;br /&gt;not only must memorise, also must know how to write. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, the ying huo chong de meng seems to be a nice show.&lt;br /&gt;i hope tmr can rush back to watch. lol. *crosses fingers.&lt;br /&gt;the teresa very chio. haha. imm khim also. XD&lt;br /&gt;hahas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, go learn ting xie le. dont wanna fail tmr.&lt;br /&gt;heh. see you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TWENTYONE DAYS&lt;/span&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-6362015272940442695?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/6362015272940442695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=6362015272940442695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6362015272940442695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6362015272940442695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-so-freakin-wrong-with-you.html' title='what&apos;s so freakin wrong with you?;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3604453675002007950</id><published>2007-01-15T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T05:22:12.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;COUNTDOWN - &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{&lt;u&gt;TWENTYTWO&lt;/u&gt; more days! :D }&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3604453675002007950?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3604453675002007950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3604453675002007950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3604453675002007950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3604453675002007950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/countdown.html' title='countdown;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5380288783333640521</id><published>2007-01-15T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T05:05:03.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala;</title><content type='html'>okay. so let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;went out with michelle.&lt;br /&gt;at first is go my grandpa house.&lt;br /&gt;then go there also nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;so asked mich out walk walk. (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway needed to buy maths textbook.&lt;br /&gt;so went to orchard, since it was close to my grandpa house.&lt;br /&gt;then walk and walk and walk.&lt;br /&gt;but we bought nothing. just ate alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first walk takashimaya.&lt;br /&gt;then go to heeren.&lt;br /&gt;then walked to cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;then to wisma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked so much,&lt;br /&gt;nothing bought. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;morning was DARN COLD.&lt;br /&gt;didnt wanna wake up.&lt;br /&gt;but too cold and i couldnt sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T room on aircon somemore.&lt;br /&gt;then literature we had to draw some willow tree.&lt;br /&gt;lol. so funny lah. must draw dead cat. XD&lt;br /&gt;mine still looked somewhat alive. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science lesson was darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;ms chin was talking about atoms and molecules.&lt;br /&gt;then the atoms powerpoint presentation right, the first page we asked so many questions.&lt;br /&gt;i really didnt understand a word she was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;it's like she's speaking in a foreign language man.&lt;br /&gt;then we bombarded her with so many questions i dont think she know how to answer. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT was...&lt;br /&gt;urgh. i dont even wanna talk about it luh.&lt;br /&gt;but fortunately i got nice people in my group. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt a new thing during chinese today.&lt;br /&gt;lai lao shi can SING.&lt;br /&gt;his singing not bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;he show us this lyrics and ask if any of us know how to sing.&lt;br /&gt;we all said dont know.&lt;br /&gt;then he volunteered to sing for us.&lt;br /&gt;wah. not bad. can go enter the project superstar?? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sectinals was spent on reading score and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;since i couldnt play the tuba. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyea,&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday wayne(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5380288783333640521?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5380288783333640521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5380288783333640521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5380288783333640521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5380288783333640521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/lalala.html' title='lalala;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-4262277778086002871</id><published>2007-01-13T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T00:39:57.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUH;</title><content type='html'>HUH!!&lt;br /&gt;the doctor said i cant play my instrument for ONE WEEK! D:&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;i want to play my instrument!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dont care luh. im just gonna play.&lt;br /&gt;and if i dont feel well, then i shall ask for permission to rest?&lt;br /&gt;lol. i dont know luh. if i dont feel well then say.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna like go back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;now at least i can blow the front part of seventh night.&lt;br /&gt;ltr one week never practice,&lt;br /&gt;cannot play again. (touch wood lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT WANT DONT WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to band today.&lt;br /&gt;slept alot alot. seemed very very tired.&lt;br /&gt;even after 3-4 hours of extra sleep, i still am tired.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the medicine. i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;but just know that i spent most of my day sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;slept at 12 + nearing 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;woke up only at 4.15pm like that.&lt;br /&gt;so long right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my instrument. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-4262277778086002871?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/4262277778086002871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=4262277778086002871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4262277778086002871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4262277778086002871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/huh.html' title='HUH;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-529436279388559048</id><published>2007-01-12T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T05:57:09.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>proud;</title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;first things first.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;u&gt;UBERLY&lt;/u&gt; tired.&lt;br /&gt;and now &lt;u&gt;SICK&lt;/u&gt;. thanks to not getting enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going to see doctor. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today mr lum said something to me that made me happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;lol. he said my playing was quite good. (:&lt;br /&gt;but he wanted to push me further. so i could play as well as dexter and theresa.&lt;br /&gt;and he said i improved! :D&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;br /&gt;at least i dont think i've disappointed my seniors.&lt;br /&gt;and i could play that high high F on that solo part. (:&lt;br /&gt;only once but i felt good when i could play it luh. XD&lt;br /&gt;and i think i've done okay. but can be better.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll continue to work hard, for SYF, for OUR GOLD MEDAL! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've been losing sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;over something. (duh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i dont know if it's considered too serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and apart from my parents, i've only told zena the WHOLE STORY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i m really scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i cry myself to sleep every night. so that i can get some rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont want to think of the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i may have to give up alot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see, i cant help but cry. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;EDITED AT 9:53PM:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel i cant share anything.&lt;br /&gt;i have to keep everything to myself.&lt;br /&gt;yes. MYSELF. inside me, is loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta worry about my studies, remember my band things, and try to solve my own problems.&lt;br /&gt;you may think i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, RIGHT. on the outside maybe.&lt;br /&gt;but on the inside i feel a couple of different things,&lt;br /&gt;which you may never understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe that's why i never share how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-529436279388559048?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/529436279388559048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=529436279388559048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/529436279388559048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/529436279388559048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/proud.html' title='proud;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-2527752480495926600</id><published>2007-01-11T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T02:37:05.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still uberly tired;</title><content type='html'>ah, still tired today.&lt;br /&gt;didnt get enough sleep. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've listened to 7th night so many many times that i can practically memorise most of it.&lt;br /&gt;haha. but it's nice(:&lt;br /&gt;today did some discussion of project work.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, my group doing digestion in animals.&lt;br /&gt;err. then the science quiz was quite easy luh.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant remember anymore things. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;better get enough sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;tmr still got band practice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE TO SELF: coming birthday - wayne(15th jan)&lt;br /&gt;get present if possible. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-2527752480495926600?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/2527752480495926600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=2527752480495926600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2527752480495926600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2527752480495926600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/still-uberly-tired.html' title='still uberly tired;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-7802080610295203141</id><published>2007-01-10T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T05:24:34.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoo, busy;</title><content type='html'>busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;tired tired tired.&lt;br /&gt;tired tired tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that's all i've been feeling.&lt;br /&gt;the start of the second week of school has been work work work.&lt;br /&gt;im so totally drained of my energy everyday man.&lt;br /&gt;sectionals on monday. woah. did a whole part of seventh night.&lt;br /&gt;and my senior said i improved. at least i play now got sound. lol.&lt;br /&gt;auditions for sec1s hapened that day too.&lt;br /&gt;but i was having sectionals so i didnt see them play the instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues,&lt;br /&gt;MPS CCA OPEN HOUSE! :D&lt;br /&gt;i went back after that long assembly talk.&lt;br /&gt;and it was RAINING. gosh, how to have netball?&lt;br /&gt;but had practice anyway. heh. saw all the ex-p6-juniors.&lt;br /&gt;alot go zena's school. only a few from other schools.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, went there supposedly to have practice.&lt;br /&gt;but i was afraid i couldnt complete homework.&lt;br /&gt;so i just looked at them play while i did my homework.&lt;br /&gt;lol. i didnt manage to finish maths luh. but i managed to clear the 400 word chi compo.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;band practice.&lt;br /&gt;was so afraid i wont play the piece well again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;but okay luh. managed to play a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;played a little tiny bit of sunrise. alot of holding notes.&lt;br /&gt;sustained my high notes. ouch! painful luh.&lt;br /&gt;my cheeks and ulcer was like darn painful after that.&lt;br /&gt;and my lips were numb. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then filled up some stuff about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;and promised theresa i'd help her buy something. :D&lt;br /&gt;haha. didnt get to play seventh night as a band though.&lt;br /&gt;today was just sectionals. but it was fun, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to west plaza meet my father and sis for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;missed 109. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so took 83 and changed to 89 instead.&lt;br /&gt;so long sia. by the time i reached west plaza was about 8 alr.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo, and i reached home at abt 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now you know why i emphasize on TIRED and BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;; i hope you know how much you mean to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm so glad i have you. thanks for all the 'silent motivation'! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;heh. just seeing you makes my day. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-7802080610295203141?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/7802080610295203141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=7802080610295203141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7802080610295203141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7802080610295203141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/whoo-busy.html' title='whoo, busy;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5914175023536102361</id><published>2007-01-09T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T05:34:14.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont want this to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm really scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this isnt the first time this is happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know what's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant do some things right anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i was never meant to do those stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can i just hide in my room forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont want to know the truth or face up to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just keep me in the dark. cos im afraid i cant take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant cry. i cant let them know how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have to pretend i'm okay. but i'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish i was that little girl i used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and whenever i was scared, i would go up to my mother and tell her exactly how i feel and why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and at that time i told her practically everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but now, it's just weird. and she's no longer free to listen to what i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want someone i can talk to. i want to share how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont want to  keep it all inside myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one day, i'll explode and that might just be the end of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah. i do hope everything'll be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5914175023536102361?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5914175023536102361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5914175023536102361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5914175023536102361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5914175023536102361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/no.html' title='no;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8169079811295658552</id><published>2007-01-06T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T02:56:18.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored;</title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to make myself do the chinese hol hw.&lt;br /&gt;cos im not in the mood to read the stupid book.&lt;br /&gt;help! i cannot seem to go back to the "study mood".&lt;br /&gt;lol. doomed doomed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday got ms chin lesson.&lt;br /&gt;SIAN LUH.&lt;br /&gt;*curses. =X&lt;br /&gt;mondays also got sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i'd rather do sectionals, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finish the stupid journal writing about myself.&lt;br /&gt;mariati said write your journals.&lt;br /&gt;i typed le then staple. lol.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to write luh. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today's just a very very boring day.&lt;br /&gt;i've been self reflecting alot these few days.&lt;br /&gt;on whether i have been too harsh with my words.&lt;br /&gt;i havent come up with a conclusion yet.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever the case, i think i shant use those words anymore. unless i need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting to become very very tired.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i cannot stand waking up at 5.30am every morning.&lt;br /&gt;then go school and study study...&lt;br /&gt;cca days will go back at 6.30 ++. sometimes 7.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. this aint working. im lacking sleep and i'm gonna fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;but i've no choice luh. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;holiday mood still not over. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i've hurt you in any way, or upset you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess i'll never learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8169079811295658552?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8169079811295658552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8169079811295658552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8169079811295658552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8169079811295658552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/bored.html' title='bored;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-2002373894497517570</id><published>2007-01-05T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T05:39:35.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no comments;</title><content type='html'>today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;had english with mariati.&lt;br /&gt;she talked to us about herself.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then CME tcher didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;so we had 2 periods of free period.&lt;br /&gt;then after recess is geog i think.&lt;br /&gt;we went thru chapt 1.&lt;br /&gt;okay luh. wasnt much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err, then life education. the teacher is the xiang lao shi.&lt;br /&gt;he came in and told us a joke. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i laughed luh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that is the history lesson.&lt;br /&gt;the tcher is quite shuai. lol.&lt;br /&gt;he also very funny. his rules very weird.&lt;br /&gt;he say,"if u wanna use hp, just dont let me see. wanna do other homework, dont let me know. wanna talk, dont let me hear... etc etc."&lt;br /&gt;haha. darn funny. his history lesson also fun lor.&lt;br /&gt;at first he ask us what we think of history.&lt;br /&gt;then alot of funny answers.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping class, KNS, sian, diaox... etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;then got one is dunno "what the hell" or whatever de.&lt;br /&gt;then he wrote on the board lor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed history today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err. lit was mdm pey.&lt;br /&gt;we did an activity she want us to do.&lt;br /&gt;must write points abt urself.&lt;br /&gt;then gladys they all write what cute, pretty...&lt;br /&gt;lol. heard from kx. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band was alright luh.&lt;br /&gt;got orientation thing so we spent most of our time attracting sec1s.&lt;br /&gt;some very ATTITUDE lor.&lt;br /&gt;heh. cant be bothered with them. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes, it doesnt matter what you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos in the end, your words still hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know, you're tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but dont you get it? im tired too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what's with the apology?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont apologise when you dont mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont talk to me when you know you're gonna hurt me with your words again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont blame me for everything. im NOT the cause of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what's the point of saying all this now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it doesnt help at all. cos what's said is said, and what's done is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry doesnt change anything. cos i cant bring myself to forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you can say a million "sorry"s but if you dont mean it, it's no use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont you get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just dont know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe some things i'll never understand, and some things i'll never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;oh yeah, my seniors were great today. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they played well and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ah, i feel as though i have the world's best seniors! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;esp THERESA &amp;amp; DEXTER. lol. cos usually they will teach/train me. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jiayou for SYF! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-2002373894497517570?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/2002373894497517570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=2002373894497517570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2002373894497517570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/2002373894497517570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-comments.html' title='no comments;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-6073444700410355025</id><published>2007-01-04T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T04:49:10.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>firstday;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;::written on 030107::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo~&lt;br /&gt;first day of being a SECTWO.&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay luh.&lt;br /&gt;our form tcher is our science tcher.&lt;br /&gt;but she's WAY different from mspey.&lt;br /&gt;(and duh, of cos i like mspey better. =/)&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i'd make it for sci this year lor. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i hope will get good marks lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;::written on 040107::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i totally dont get what ms chin's trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;her worksheet is totally pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;2 pgs?!?&lt;br /&gt;ms pey's got alot more than that lor!&lt;br /&gt;her lessons are confusing and not to mention, boring.&lt;br /&gt;i really got no confidence of passing science this year man.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;i wonder if ms pey will tutor us even if she doesnt teach us anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i really cant pass de lah, with ms chin's teaching. -.-&lt;br /&gt;maths was a tad bit difficult as well.&lt;br /&gt;after the hols, i seem to have forgotten basic algebra and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then now the homework is like crap. lol. ah, whatever luh.&lt;br /&gt;mariati is our eng tcher, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;last year teach art, this year english??&lt;br /&gt;i really no confidence lor. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think i need tuition. *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-6073444700410355025?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/6073444700410355025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=6073444700410355025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6073444700410355025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6073444700410355025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/firstday.html' title='firstday;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-110477071893199280</id><published>2007-01-02T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T05:33:03.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school;</title><content type='html'>school's starting tmr.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;but i havent finished homework.&lt;br /&gt;great...&lt;br /&gt;whatever luh.&lt;br /&gt;just scribble some stuff down and hand in tmr.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch charlotte's web with my sister today.&lt;br /&gt;mich wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;but last min tell me cannot again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so i went alone. but i meet zena and jiayi to go buy zena's pencilcase first.&lt;br /&gt;then they go take their edusave thing.&lt;br /&gt;the movie was nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;but the part where charlotte died was touching and sad.&lt;br /&gt;charlotte said a weak goodbye to wilbur and then wilbur looked back at her with sad eyes.&lt;br /&gt;then slow and sad music started playing.&lt;br /&gt;wth. lol. so sad alr still play the uber sad song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie went to the salon at century square to look for my mum.&lt;br /&gt;she go cut and straighten her hair.&lt;br /&gt;then we sat there and waited for her lor.&lt;br /&gt;cos at night we go for dinner at the soup restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;the food was nice. but too much. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i esp liked the soup. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the pet shop to get stuff for julia.&lt;br /&gt;bought a softer bed and a toilet for it and the thingy to put into the ears and blah blah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;alot of things. XD&lt;br /&gt;carry until wanna die. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tmr man.&lt;br /&gt;wanna see the juniors. heh.&lt;br /&gt;also wanna know who teaches us what.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;plus, wanna see all my frens too.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;new school year, HERE I COME! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DENYCE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-110477071893199280?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/110477071893199280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=110477071893199280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/110477071893199280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/110477071893199280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/school.html' title='school;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-601396410005117652</id><published>2007-01-01T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T02:20:39.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a small countdown with my family yesterday. lol.&lt;br /&gt;cos no party. ):&lt;br /&gt;had sparkling grape juice. :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the start of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;i do hope this year will bring lots of happiness and wonderful memories to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope 2H`ohseven will get nice tchers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;our form tcher's Miss Chin. whoever that is. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, have a nice new year holiday! :D&lt;br /&gt;only one more day till sch reopens so...&lt;br /&gt;whatever the case, MUST HAVE FUN ON THE LAST DAY! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-601396410005117652?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/601396410005117652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=601396410005117652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/601396410005117652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/601396410005117652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-7841043598899821409</id><published>2006-12-30T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T06:13:44.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoo~;</title><content type='html'>just now went to some rich relative(i think) de semi-d&lt;br /&gt;wahlao. DARN BIG LUH. got one whole storey is KARAOKE ROOM!!&lt;br /&gt;wth. and then is like everywhere got aircon.&lt;br /&gt;3 storeys lor. so many rooms. their karaoke set summore is like KBOX de lor.&lt;br /&gt;so rich sia. their SCV is all channels also got de lor.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i not so rich. if not i'd buy alot of new stuff lor. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they got buffet just now. housewarming. heh.&lt;br /&gt;then got bbq also. XD&lt;br /&gt;but i only ate buffet. lol.&lt;br /&gt;cos bbq dont interest me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also went to pet hotel today.&lt;br /&gt;there the dogs/puppies is like darn CUTE(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-7841043598899821409?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/7841043598899821409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=7841043598899821409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7841043598899821409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7841043598899821409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/whoo.html' title='whoo~;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5450838604925983773</id><published>2006-12-30T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T22:32:11.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fluflu;</title><content type='html'>im gonna be sick. lol.&lt;br /&gt;im having the flu.&lt;br /&gt;sneezing like crazy non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning took julia for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;but our walk became a jog.&lt;br /&gt;then slowly become like racing.&lt;br /&gt;then marathon. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;cos at first we jog.&lt;br /&gt;then after that we ran abit faster then julia chase us.&lt;br /&gt;lol. then after that we were like running side by side with julia.&lt;br /&gt;and she picked up speed. and we were practically dying after running such a long distance.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zena came to see the dog and we chat lor.&lt;br /&gt;haha. then go west plaza buy breakfast/lunch.&lt;br /&gt;lol. then came home and julia had a nice bath.&lt;br /&gt;julia's afraid of the hairdryer. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was right, the bad feeling's GONE!&lt;br /&gt;i shall now live my life to the fullest and try my very very very best to do well :D&lt;br /&gt;heh. JIAYOU TO ME(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5450838604925983773?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5450838604925983773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5450838604925983773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5450838604925983773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5450838604925983773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/fluflu.html' title='fluflu;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8022404596242069748</id><published>2006-12-29T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:21:09.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>down;</title><content type='html'>today's a mighty &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt; day for me.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. dont know why but i just feel really &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;everything seemed &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt; but it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;i just had a feeling that it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;i cant find the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt; reason why i feel this way. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know that i always &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt; other people when i'm feeling this way. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you asked me if i honestly think i can make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i told you i cant. yeah. that's how i really feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i very much want to change that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to do it well. but i dont know why i just cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everything seems so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and you asked why i smile even though i know i cant make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well, i've thought about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i alr feel bad that i can't make it. and if i frowned, i'd feel worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont want to make myself feel like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'd rather make you all think im crazy or something to still be smiling though i know i cant make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont want to feel bad. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm really sorry if you think i'm not doing well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm really trying my best. and i really do envy those people that can do well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah. i'm not trying to imply anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just want to let you know that i have done my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and though i want to do way more, it's hard. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe this just isn't the thing for me. i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly realised the reason why i feel how i feel today.&lt;br /&gt;but i trust that things will go well. hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8022404596242069748?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8022404596242069748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8022404596242069748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8022404596242069748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8022404596242069748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/down.html' title='down;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1075665070808825277</id><published>2006-12-28T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T21:35:28.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid earthquake;</title><content type='html'>the stupid darn taiwan earthquake affect the net and whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;wth lah.&lt;br /&gt;today is better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i totally couldnt use the net yesterday not until at night i think.&lt;br /&gt;today at least can sign into msn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE IS BACK! (:&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;br /&gt;and she has a keychain for me!&lt;br /&gt;haha. zena's not back though.&lt;br /&gt;i think she coming back tmr. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. holidays ending le.&lt;br /&gt;next year jiu sec2 le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do wanna enjoy the last few days of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;heh. but the STUPID earthquake is thinking otherwise. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1075665070808825277?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1075665070808825277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1075665070808825277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1075665070808825277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1075665070808825277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/stupid-earthquake.html' title='stupid earthquake;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5617397898921135591</id><published>2006-12-27T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T04:18:19.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>night at the museum;</title><content type='html'>yesterday went to watch night at the museum.&lt;br /&gt;nice nice movie!(:&lt;br /&gt;very funny.&lt;br /&gt;the dinosaur fossil was behaving like a dog, play fetch! xD&lt;br /&gt;(it reminded me of julia! :D)&lt;br /&gt;then the small figures started "war-ring".&lt;br /&gt;lol! so funny luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got some egyptian thingy and blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya'll go watch lah. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today brought julia for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;she's active man!&lt;br /&gt;just keep running &amp; running &amp;amp; running.&lt;br /&gt;and i showered her too.&lt;br /&gt;she's afraid of the hairdryer. -.-&lt;br /&gt;very timid. lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5617397898921135591?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5617397898921135591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5617397898921135591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5617397898921135591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5617397898921135591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/night-at-museum.html' title='night at the museum;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-4377674564081380529</id><published>2006-12-25T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T05:55:34.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have what i want;</title><content type='html'>yesterday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;the party was better than i expected. manymany laughs.&lt;br /&gt;the first people to come were my mum's friend.&lt;br /&gt;followed by my sister's frens.&lt;br /&gt;my friends were the LAST to come.&lt;br /&gt;cos SOMEBODY told me 5 o clock,&lt;br /&gt;end up 6+ then come.&lt;br /&gt;and worse still, he come up le then go downstairs again.&lt;br /&gt;then he called me and ask me go escort him cos my dad outside the house. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;wth. jolene was there so she went instead. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we played alot of things luh.&lt;br /&gt;and the present exchange part was funny.&lt;br /&gt;we each had an envelope.&lt;br /&gt;and when we opened the envelope, everyone had presents.&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT me and yijun!&lt;br /&gt;wth. both our slips of papers wrote,"thanks for your participation. pls come back next year!"&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. so suay!&lt;br /&gt;but we both had another chance. haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everyone got a present in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got countdown.&lt;br /&gt;and we started popping the poppers.&lt;br /&gt;so manymany to pop! XD&lt;br /&gt;so we 12am like madpeople. still making SO MUCH NOISE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;br /&gt;after long weeks of waiting, we decided to go back to SPCA to view dogs.&lt;br /&gt;cos the people didnt call my dad to inform us about the dog.&lt;br /&gt;and so we thought she was alr adopted.&lt;br /&gt;but who knew, we got there and julia was still in that same kennel she was in 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;and there was NO PENDING for her this time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around the small SPCA and saw another shih tzu, yuki.&lt;br /&gt;also very cute. more fur! XD&lt;br /&gt;we wanted that one instead of julia. but yuki's got medical problems and we were advised not to adopt her unless we had experience in raising dogs. ):&lt;br /&gt;so we got julia instead. heh. she's cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought her to my grandparents house first.&lt;br /&gt;she scared the hell outta my cousin! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;although she's darn timid, she terrorized my grandfather's cats.&lt;br /&gt;lols. but she was fine when she came home. not fierce anymore. heh.&lt;br /&gt;the bad thing is that she is reluctant to eat.&lt;br /&gt;even if she's hungry, she wont eat unless you coax her or something.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. hope she gets used to eating in that bowl soon. lol.&lt;br /&gt;today her dinner was dog food mixed with small bits of treats. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so that she'll finish her food. if not she sure dont eat de.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after a day of running, she has finally decided to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;she has gone to sleep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(including zena and michelle, who are overseas at this moment. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. Shall be taking photos of julia tomorrow i think. will post them when i upload to my com. heehee. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thankyou for this wonderful present. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it really made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-4377674564081380529?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/4377674564081380529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=4377674564081380529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4377674564081380529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4377674564081380529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-what-i-want.html' title='i have what i want;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-6540471363309909460</id><published>2006-12-24T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T22:42:48.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas eve;</title><content type='html'>whoo~&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party in few hours. (:&lt;br /&gt;cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently just sitting here, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;time passes so fast, dont it?&lt;br /&gt;very soon it'll be new year.&lt;br /&gt;(ahh. i hate new year. apart from hongbao&amp;amp;new clothes. =/)&lt;br /&gt;school's reopening soon.&lt;br /&gt;but i've not finished my homework.&lt;br /&gt;haha. bad bad girl. :P&lt;br /&gt;i shall finish it... AFTER TOMORROW~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(tmr christmas leh. PUBLIC HOLIDAY. and PUBILC HOLIDAYS ARE NOT MEANT FOR STUDENTS TO DO HOMEWORK! haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only left few more english articles and book reviews.&lt;br /&gt;heng ah. tt time i rushed it in&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; the &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; night.&lt;br /&gt;and i do until pek chek so i stopped. XD&lt;br /&gt;sighsigh. why so manymany homework??&lt;br /&gt;like NEVER ENDING MAN.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-6540471363309909460?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/6540471363309909460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=6540471363309909460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6540471363309909460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6540471363309909460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-eve.html' title='christmas eve;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-357719152360071938</id><published>2006-12-23T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T07:10:38.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1hr 15mins more;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nAOJWEY7moE/RY1Fqn2VRHI/AAAAAAAAABI/muaNbbS-FEY/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011738558886921330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nAOJWEY7moE/RY1Fqn2VRHI/AAAAAAAAABI/muaNbbS-FEY/s320/xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1hour and 15 minutes more to CHRISTMAS EVE! :D&lt;br /&gt;that means that &lt;u&gt;PARTY&lt;/u&gt; is nearing.&lt;br /&gt;but that also means &lt;u&gt;MICHELLE is LEAVING SOON&lt;/u&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;well, takecare babe(:&lt;br /&gt;remember what you said about the present ah. XD&lt;br /&gt;haha. jkjk. MERRY XMAS &amp;amp; ENJOY YOUR TRIP OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;I'LL MISS YOU. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, all i wanted to do was wish my readers MERRY CHRISTMAS! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to all my friends: if i did or said something wrong, please do forgive me. i've always been tactless in my speech and/or actions. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy your christmas day, everyone! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-357719152360071938?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/357719152360071938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=357719152360071938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/357719152360071938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/357719152360071938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/1hr-15mins-more.html' title='1hr 15mins more;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nAOJWEY7moE/RY1Fqn2VRHI/AAAAAAAAABI/muaNbbS-FEY/s72-c/xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1519031514975750653</id><published>2006-12-22T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T05:23:55.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes;</title><content type='html'>today my mum's boss let everyone off early.&lt;br /&gt;woah. first time luh. XD&lt;br /&gt;so went TM with her. dont know why also.&lt;br /&gt;then after that we walk walk lor.&lt;br /&gt;didnt buy anything though.&lt;br /&gt;dont know why everytime i go out with friends, i got alot of things to buy.&lt;br /&gt;but then go out with my mum, everything seems uninteresting to me.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she bought new pants. heh. i didnt buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt in the mood to shop all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why. is it because i'm too preoccupied with my thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;i just walked whereever my mum walked.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say, what to do. i just followed.&lt;br /&gt;then had dinner and we left TM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. now im here blogging. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;have you ever felt like you were about to burst?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes, i feel that way. i cant take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was just some small matter. but you made it seem so big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and now, it's MY fault? it's not fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we're all human and it's normal to make mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but now, it's not MY mistake. it's yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how can you always push the blame to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever happens, i'll always be wrong to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know what i'm supposed to do. nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe you will be happy only when i decide to do nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you're reading this&amp;amp;you wanna apologise, forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you can take that apology and shove it into the bin cos i dont need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have feelings too. and you've hurt me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everytime you do something wrong, you apologise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but the next minute, you hurt me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your apologies are of no use now. i wont be taken in anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1519031514975750653?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1519031514975750653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1519031514975750653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1519031514975750653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1519031514975750653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/sometimes.html' title='sometimes;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8529037654255635491</id><published>2006-12-20T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:23:52.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAND OUTING`ohsix;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;{EDITED on 21/12/06} &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;whoo~&lt;br /&gt;NCWO OUTING WAS DARN FUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;more fun than i expected man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s'posed to meet at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;but kx, me and hj met earlier at 1045am.&lt;br /&gt;i was late. =/&lt;br /&gt;sorry...&lt;br /&gt;then we saw jingting and talked awhile.&lt;br /&gt;we stood at the fire hose thingy there.&lt;br /&gt;then after that one by one the seniors came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we boarded the train to harbourfront.&lt;br /&gt;and it wasnt raining! XD&lt;br /&gt;so we went to sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;weather so warm and we ACTUALLY WALKED THERE?!&lt;br /&gt;lol. we reached the palawan(sp?) beach and had lunch at the food court. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then after lunch, theresa walked to the small pool/fountain thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then dont know why yenling walked over to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and theresa splashed water at her! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walked to siloso beach.&lt;br /&gt;what a LONG WAY MAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we saw the mediacorp filming something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the hosts were michelle chong and xu zhen rong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reach the beach liao the seniors want to make sand castles.&lt;br /&gt;me, kx and hj just went to look for sticks to write in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;and jasmine senior was like trying to push me into the water!&lt;br /&gt;lols. so EVIL. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to escape her evil clutches.&lt;br /&gt;however, i was still WET.&lt;br /&gt;cos yunjie senior pushed me into the DARN SALTY WATER!&lt;br /&gt;(honestly, the water REALLY VERY SALTY.)&lt;br /&gt;and "POOF!"&lt;br /&gt;I WAS WET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pohyih and joyce were like going around pushing people into the water.&lt;br /&gt;in he end, he fell in himself.&lt;br /&gt;but joyce was pushed down by jasmine and me.&lt;br /&gt;and jasmine was wet because of me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;theresa was wet partly cos of me too. lols.&lt;br /&gt;(cos i had nothing to do and she was in the water.&lt;br /&gt;so i went behind her and splashed water onto her.&lt;br /&gt;and then the other seniors started attacking her&lt;br /&gt;but then i dont know why she got so darn wet.&lt;br /&gt;but it all started cos of me. lols. )&lt;br /&gt;confusing right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we started splashing each other with water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and water got into my eyes. was like damn painful lah.&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, almost everyone got wet lor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we were WET&amp;SANDY.&lt;br /&gt;sand was thrown around and it stuck onto our clothes.&lt;br /&gt;but it can wash away. just go back into the water lor. XD&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that theresa dug a big hole cos they wanted to bury mr lum.&lt;br /&gt;then mr lum very spontanous(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;he let us bury him! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cos he ran away and we chased him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we couldnt catch him at first, but in the end he got tired and surrendered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after he was buried, the people started to draw/make obscene things with the sand on mr lum.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. they made two sandcastles at the top of the body!!&lt;br /&gt;we took photos. ALOT of photos.&lt;br /&gt;cos alot of people got cam so must pose very long.&lt;br /&gt;lols. the sun was so bright! XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some people swam across the sea onto the other side.&lt;br /&gt;looked fun. but i couldnt swim so... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;then also dont know why lynette got lectured by the darn lifeguard.&lt;br /&gt;spoiled our mood lor. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played in the water for a little while more then decided to wash up.&lt;br /&gt;after chainging, we walked back to the vivo there.&lt;br /&gt;and they stood there, deciding on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;by that time, hj, kx and yl disappear le. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then we had dinner at vivo and then go home.&lt;br /&gt;i took the mrt with yunjie and jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the people went for pool i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home at 9.30 - 9.45 like that.&lt;br /&gt;and my hair was still sandy!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;so i washed lor. now still sandy leh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;when i was showering, i realised i'm chocolate&amp;amp;vanilla. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;my skin got two tones le.&lt;br /&gt;the part where my clothes were is vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;and the exposed part is chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;haha. now i sound like some icecream. XD&lt;br /&gt;and i got SUNBURNT.&lt;br /&gt;my cheeks are pink! : P&lt;br /&gt;they were never so pink. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most fun outing i've ever had! (:&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU, THERESA! :D&lt;br /&gt;(heh. cos she organised it mah. without her, no outing! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;P.S. pictures will be posted another time. &lt;/s&gt;(pictures sponsored by JINGTING! :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8529037654255635491?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8529037654255635491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8529037654255635491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8529037654255635491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8529037654255635491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/band-outingohsix.html' title='BAND OUTING`ohsix;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1538494315201705219</id><published>2006-12-18T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T17:38:02.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw this somewhere and decided to do it for fun. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://drawahouse.com/houses/show.asp?houseID=439297&amp;houseHash=c62f2352cb2a572dcc17702f51b2fa8e"&gt;&lt;img src="http://drawahouse.com/houses/2006/12/18/439297_t.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what it says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on your drawing and the 10 answers you gave this is a summary of your personality:&lt;br /&gt;You are sensitive and indecisive at times. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You love your house and family. You are a gifted artist as well. Once you have a problem, you need a friend with you. Your life is always full of changes. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty popular among friends. Your life is always full of changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You see the world as it is, not as you believe it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You added a flower into your drawing. The flower signifies that you long for love. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You don't think much about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! it was just for fun. my pic seems a lil cluttered though. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1538494315201705219?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1538494315201705219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1538494315201705219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1538494315201705219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1538494315201705219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/saw-this-somewhere-and-decided-to-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5511498240908281909</id><published>2006-12-17T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T06:04:57.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>concert;</title><content type='html'>ah, didnt post ytd. too tired.&lt;br /&gt;the concert was a success! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;everyone did great.&lt;br /&gt;even though we didnt get to practice enough,&lt;br /&gt;we managed to pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself throughly, though there was a part that kinda scared me.&lt;br /&gt;(you dont wanna know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but bad news is, my grandpa got admitted into the hospital again.&lt;br /&gt;in, out, in, out...&lt;br /&gt;my mum's like seriously worried.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. hope he feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today on our way to the Mount Elizabeth Hospital(i think), we passed by the SPCA and went to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;there is like very small. the dogs there darn cute(:&lt;br /&gt;my mum like this particular x-shih tzu. (i think it means cross shih tzu??)&lt;br /&gt;we were put on pending list but we'll only get the dog if the previous people decides that they dont want to adopt the dog. *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;saw many other dogs but all too big. like siberan husky, which looks kinda scary. esp, its size. XD&lt;br /&gt;i do hope we get the shih tzu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mental note: DONT get you hopes up too high. 希望越大，失望越大。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming! whee~&lt;br /&gt;having a christmas party, anyone interested to come?? XD&lt;br /&gt;heh. looking forward to seeing lots of people! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the presents, mr lum and mr png. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ah. like they'll even see this. XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5511498240908281909?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5511498240908281909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5511498240908281909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5511498240908281909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5511498240908281909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/concert.html' title='concert;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-7467131688182428079</id><published>2006-12-15T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T06:01:38.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss jolene;</title><content type='html'>ah. i miss jolene.&lt;br /&gt;she go hk le. ):&lt;br /&gt;i want someone to be there to oppose me! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;heh. i shall await her return. till then, i shall have to live without her opposition. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiz(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N people and things that make me Smile:&lt;br /&gt;1. *erhems. XP (Person)&lt;br /&gt;2. Music! (Thing)&lt;br /&gt;3. Michelle (Person)&lt;br /&gt;4. Netball (Thing)&lt;br /&gt;5. JiaYing (Person)&lt;br /&gt;6. Laughing (Thing)&lt;br /&gt;7. Mrs Y. Ng (Person)&lt;br /&gt;(of course, there are more things and more people that make me smile. (:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N Ways to Win my Heart:&lt;br /&gt;1. Be Nice (:&lt;br /&gt;2. Sing me a song (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Do something that will make me feel so touched that I start crying (:&lt;br /&gt;4. Watch the Sunset with me on the beach (:&lt;br /&gt;5. Play some form of music on an instrument for me. XP&lt;br /&gt;6. Be Honest =D&lt;br /&gt;7. err. . .  Lucky Draw? Lottery thingy? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N People I Believe/Trust In:&lt;br /&gt;1. *erhems. XP&lt;br /&gt;2. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;3. Jiayi&lt;br /&gt;4. My Seniors!&lt;br /&gt;5. Zena&lt;br /&gt;6. My mother(:&lt;br /&gt;7. err. People. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N Things I Hope To Have/Do Now:&lt;br /&gt;1. See *erhems.&lt;br /&gt;2. Talk to *erhems.&lt;br /&gt;3. *erhems. XD&lt;br /&gt;4. Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;5. Play the tuba well.&lt;br /&gt;6. *erhems 's company.&lt;br /&gt;7. Watch Sunset with *erhems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N Things I Do Everyday:&lt;br /&gt;1.Think of *erhems.&lt;br /&gt;2.Dream of *erhems.&lt;br /&gt;3. Laugh&lt;br /&gt;4. Sing&lt;br /&gt;5. Smile&lt;br /&gt;6. Breathe&lt;br /&gt;7. Shower&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: I do more than SEVEN things a day. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N People I Want to See Now :&lt;br /&gt;1. Jolene Lim Ying Yi! haha. still got full name.&lt;br /&gt;2. *erhems. :P&lt;br /&gt;3. Primary School Teachers(:&lt;br /&gt;4. Netball Juniors!&lt;br /&gt;5. 1H`ohsix.&lt;br /&gt;6. 6A`ohfive&lt;br /&gt;7. err. Someone lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N People who should also do this:&lt;br /&gt;1. Some Girl&lt;br /&gt;2. Some Guy&lt;br /&gt;3. My Friends&lt;br /&gt;4. My Relatives&lt;br /&gt;5. People that want to do.&lt;br /&gt;6. Whoever lah&lt;br /&gt;7. Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: dont ask who "*erhems" is. heh. *erhems = Someone you shall never know about. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-7467131688182428079?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/7467131688182428079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=7467131688182428079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7467131688182428079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7467131688182428079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-miss-jolene.html' title='i miss jolene;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-6696773853318365431</id><published>2006-12-15T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T05:33:16.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MORE DAY;</title><content type='html'>tmr's officially the concert.&lt;br /&gt;whoo~&lt;br /&gt;excited. gotta wear full U tmr with the court shoes.&lt;br /&gt;lol. talkin abt court shoes, tt time i thought it was CORK SHOES instead of COURT SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;cos COURT SHOES sound abit like those badminton court tt court. -.-&lt;br /&gt;then mich told me those LAWYER THAT COURT, not BADMINTON COURT.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO! i was laughing like crazy when i learnt that the COURT refers to LAWYER COURT and not BAMINTON COURT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had a long practice.&lt;br /&gt;frm 10am - 6+ pm&lt;br /&gt;we were audience, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;before that got help to move chairs again.&lt;br /&gt;today's practice involved more laughing than usual.&lt;br /&gt;cos mr png brought some santa claus(e) [sp?] costume and said he needed 3 people to help him with the costume.&lt;br /&gt;and when he put it on, wahlao, darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;laywen, jiahui and huihui are the "lucky ones". hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then he said mr lum was to be an ELF? LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's rehersal was pretty much okay.&lt;br /&gt;just that something seems to be lacking.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;i almost fell asleep listening to them play.&lt;br /&gt;but they still fared pretty well. (:&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure they'll pull it off tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im trying so hard but ya'll just don't get it do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why cant you just make me happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all i wanted was -THAT- .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've almost always followed your descisions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why cant you just follow mine for once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i thought we could get along well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i was wrong, we cant. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks for making my day, in the most unusual way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-6696773853318365431?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/6696773853318365431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=6696773853318365431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6696773853318365431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6696773853318365431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-more-day.html' title='ONE MORE DAY;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5517601876313557368</id><published>2006-12-14T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T05:35:05.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much;</title><content type='html'>eh. nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;MSN, piano then MSN again.&lt;br /&gt;piano was darn horrible though.&lt;br /&gt;did all my pieces. all the notes tried, but none of it was the right one.&lt;br /&gt;my sis got to play canon in D.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play also! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meddled with my blogskins.com profile page the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;darn confusing.&lt;br /&gt;but i managed something simple. (:&lt;br /&gt;i helped mich with hers too. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我不知到该说什么好。&lt;br /&gt;可能不说话是最好的。&lt;br /&gt;但不管怎么样，&lt;br /&gt;我也要想你说声对不起。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5517601876313557368?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5517601876313557368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5517601876313557368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5517601876313557368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5517601876313557368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/nothing-much.html' title='nothing much;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-4418235360663138336</id><published>2006-12-14T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:04:49.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i still dont get what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that people got scolded.&lt;br /&gt;and when i came up, i was mentally prepared to get a scolding too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the sec1s who saw me were just shocked.&lt;br /&gt;some told me to leave, others said dont go in.&lt;br /&gt;but i was mentally prepared. it was only a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;in my mind, i just didnt want to drag any innocent people into the scolding.&lt;br /&gt;all i could think of was what to say, how to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;i just told the truth, i guess. i didnt mean to hurt anyone, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the words came out of me, my eyes were tearing.&lt;br /&gt;i said whatever i had to slowly, hoping that i could hold back those tears until after the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;he didnt give me a piece of his mind, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my opinion, no one is at fault.&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;it was just an act of kindness.&lt;br /&gt;all they wanted to do was help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda confused right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some things i just dont know how to express...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all i can say is sorry, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope you feel better. &lt;span style="color:#c1b86b;"&gt;and i hope you're not angry or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-4418235360663138336?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/4418235360663138336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=4418235360663138336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4418235360663138336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/4418235360663138336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/sorry.html' title='sorry;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5712907002038028015</id><published>2006-12-12T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:48:47.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the boredom lah;</title><content type='html'>ah. the boredom.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. came my grandpa's house in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;early early.&lt;br /&gt;then did my 2 newspaper articles.&lt;br /&gt;out of the 10, at least i got 2 done. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, just waiting for my mum to come back from work. lol.&lt;br /&gt;still got few hours to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the ms swan video on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;darn funny. esp the one at the ATM.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;tmr got band prac again.&lt;br /&gt;dont know why but im kinda looking forward to it(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5712907002038028015?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5712907002038028015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5712907002038028015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5712907002038028015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5712907002038028015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/boredom-lah.html' title='the boredom lah;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1193703013888575150</id><published>2006-12-10T18:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T18:58:08.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>michelle tagged. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ ONE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 persons that come to your mind now :&lt;br /&gt;1. Lynette(Bass Clarinet Senior)&lt;br /&gt;2. Mrs Yvonne Ng&lt;br /&gt;3. Zena&lt;br /&gt;4. Rujun&lt;br /&gt;5. Theresa&lt;br /&gt;6. Kimberly Ang&lt;br /&gt;7. JiaHui&lt;br /&gt;8. Jiayi&lt;br /&gt;9. Yenling&lt;br /&gt;10. KaiXin&lt;br /&gt;11. Hweejoo&lt;br /&gt;12. Isella&lt;br /&gt;13. Gladys&lt;br /&gt;14. YunJie&lt;br /&gt;15. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;Have you hugged 1?&lt;br /&gt;Lynette(Bass Clarinet Senior) - Yups. Cos of the X'mas present. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best memories you have of 10?&lt;br /&gt;KaiXin - Hmms. That time when i threw all sorts of things at her cos i was bored. XD (things = pencils and dusters and markers, i think) LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you friends with 9?&lt;br /&gt;YenLing - cos she's my dear girl and she's darn nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the next time you're gonna see 6?&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly Ang - I dont know. the next 6A gathering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no.4 attractive?&lt;br /&gt;RuJun - Yup. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your first impression of no.7?&lt;br /&gt;JiaHui - So Chio! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet no.3?&lt;br /&gt;Zena - In P3 i think. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think no.13 could kill some1?&lt;br /&gt;Gladys - Nope. She's too nice. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no.11 your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;HweeJoo - Yup(: Almost everyone's my best friend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen 12 naked?&lt;br /&gt;Isella - NO LARH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has no.4 seen you naked?&lt;br /&gt;RuJun - DUH, NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you kissed 5?&lt;br /&gt;Theresa - Nopes. She's my senior, kiss her for what? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think no.2 has a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ng - NO LARH. She's married liao lor. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you spent the most time with?&lt;br /&gt;3) Zena&lt;br /&gt;5) Theresa [Due to Band Practice. XD]&lt;br /&gt;8) Jiayi&lt;br /&gt;9) YenLing&lt;br /&gt;10) KaiXin&lt;br /&gt;11) HweeJoo&lt;br /&gt;15) Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you did with no.1?&lt;br /&gt;Lynette Senior - Not sure eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you hung out with no.2 outside of sku?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ng - Yeah. Went Escape. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you benn to no.3's hse?&lt;br /&gt;Zena - YUP! Loads of times liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you slept with no.5?&lt;br /&gt;Theresa - NO LARH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think no.6 is sexy?&lt;br /&gt;Kim A. - Yup. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked no.7?&lt;br /&gt;JiaHui - She's not meant to be liked, she's meant to be loved! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the last place you went with no.8?&lt;br /&gt;Jiayi - Marina Square. Went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you real close with no.9?&lt;br /&gt;YenLing - Okay larh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of relationship do you have with no.10?&lt;br /&gt;KaiXin - Just good friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever kiss 11?&lt;br /&gt;HweeJoo - Nope. She's a girl, I'm a girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the movies with no.12?&lt;br /&gt;Isella - Dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten into trouble with no.13?&lt;br /&gt;Gladys - Dont know eh. cant rmb. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever make a move on no.14?&lt;br /&gt;YunJie Senior - Nope. I'm a perfectly normal girl. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you and no.15 talk about the most?&lt;br /&gt;Michelle - Anything and everything. XD&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Five persons you would want to see them doing this:&lt;br /&gt;1. Isella&lt;br /&gt;2. KaiXin&lt;br /&gt;3. Jolene&lt;br /&gt;4. everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;5. anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ TWO(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Chappies To Do This! :)&lt;br /&gt;1)Michelle&lt;br /&gt;2)Zena&lt;br /&gt;3)Jolene&lt;br /&gt;4)Jiayi&lt;br /&gt;5)Theresa&lt;br /&gt;6)TYJ&lt;br /&gt;7)Dongdong&lt;br /&gt;8)Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;9)Kaixin&lt;br /&gt;10)Isella&lt;br /&gt;11)YenLing&lt;br /&gt;12)JianZhong&lt;br /&gt;13)Ashilah&lt;br /&gt;14)Angeline&lt;br /&gt;15)Daphne&lt;br /&gt;16)Qianhui&lt;br /&gt;17)JiaYing&lt;br /&gt;18)JeanYee&lt;br /&gt;19)Jaslin&lt;br /&gt;20)Deonsus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is no.2 to you :&lt;br /&gt;Zena ~ Light of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if no.9 wanted to take over the world :&lt;br /&gt;KaiXin ~ I dont know. But I dont think that's her lifelong dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no.15 suddenly dies of a heart attack, what would you do :&lt;br /&gt;Daphne ~ I'd start mourning for the rest of my life. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no.1 goes steady with no.3, what will be the first line of words you will say :&lt;br /&gt;1)Michelle &amp; 3)Jolene ~ Hahas. Not compatible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will no.4 ever stop being a nice person :&lt;br /&gt;Jiayi ~ Yes! XD  LOL. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will no.7 go on a date with no.14 :&lt;br /&gt;7)Dongdong &amp; 14)Angeline ~ It's hard to say. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe no.10 with a song or a few words :&lt;br /&gt;Isella ~ Smart, Nice, Humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How well do you know no.5 :&lt;br /&gt;Theresa ~ Hmms. Okay larh. XD  I know she's nice and trying her best to be a good senior.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no.8 and no.18 were fighting over no.19,what would you do :&lt;br /&gt;8)Cheryl, 18)JeanYee &amp; 19)Jaslin ~ Not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will no.11 be bullied :&lt;br /&gt;YenLing ~ I dont think so. She's so nice, who wanna bully her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are no.6 and no.1 love rivals :&lt;br /&gt;6)TYJ &amp; 1)Michelle ~ Nopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no.20 says she wants to go out on a date with no.17 , will you be surprised :&lt;br /&gt;20)Deonsus &amp; 17)JiaYing ~ nopes. Jiaying so chio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will no.13 and no.16 make a couple :&lt;br /&gt;13)Ashilah &amp; 16)Qianhui ~ No lah. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no.14 likes no.3 , what is going to happen :&lt;br /&gt;3)Jolene &amp; 14)Angeline ~ HAHA. Both are attached, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does no.8 like to watch pornograhy :&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl ~ Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no.11 a liar :&lt;br /&gt;YenLing ~ Like I said, she's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will no.18 like no.9 :&lt;br /&gt;18)JeanYee &amp; 9)KaiXin ~ eh. dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does no.19 and no.20 hate each other :&lt;br /&gt;19)Jaslin &amp; 20)Deonsus ~ Nopes. Dont think so. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victims - whoever(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Michelle: OKAY, DONE. HAPPY? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1193703013888575150?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1193703013888575150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1193703013888575150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1193703013888575150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1193703013888575150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/michelle-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-877837402146946676</id><published>2006-12-08T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T05:22:20.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>band;</title><content type='html'>heys(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's band was "special", in a way.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt play my instrument at all! XD&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i did, a little larh. but it was cos i didnt know we shouldnt play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached the band room,&lt;br /&gt;dexter was there.&lt;br /&gt;then i handed him the present.&lt;br /&gt;lols. i kinda scared him.&lt;br /&gt;theresa received her present too. (:&lt;br /&gt;hers was the elmo. her card also elmo. heh.&lt;br /&gt;then she guessed what her present was. and her first guess was right! so smart.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dexter asked her how many elmos she has at home.&lt;br /&gt;then she answered 3 i think. (excluding the one i gave her.)&lt;br /&gt;but she said she only liked one out of the three.&lt;br /&gt;but she seemed to like the one i gave her. heh.&lt;br /&gt;she showed it to the trombone seniors. XD&lt;br /&gt;lols. i just kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then those sec1 that are not playing in the concert has to help arrange the chairs.&lt;br /&gt;then we arrange until mad liao.&lt;br /&gt;cos not enough space! then the front row arrange okay le,&lt;br /&gt;but then the instructor no place to walk. -.-&lt;br /&gt;haiyo. but finally, we did it! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got practice again.&lt;br /&gt;this time is so-called "full dress rehersal".&lt;br /&gt;people can come at 12pm but those chair arrangers have to come by 11am.&lt;br /&gt;wth. that means tmr i gotta wake up early! ):&lt;br /&gt;if not ltr wake up at 9am. then brush teeth and bathe then must go practice liao. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, gtg.&lt;br /&gt;THAT MICHELLE WANTS ME TO CODE ANOTHER BLOGSKIN.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;seeya(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-877837402146946676?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/877837402146946676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=877837402146946676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/877837402146946676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/877837402146946676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/band.html' title='band;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3552944478655829759</id><published>2006-12-05T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T03:57:36.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping spreeTWO;</title><content type='html'>okays.&lt;br /&gt;went on shopping trip again.&lt;br /&gt;this time to buy a new bag(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to TM to meet jiayi cos she go straight aft her dance practice.&lt;br /&gt;we had yoshinoya for lunch. yum!&lt;br /&gt;last time i always go TM also didnt notice there got yoshinoya. XD&lt;br /&gt;then after that we decided to go to city hall there.&lt;br /&gt;at first we wanted to go vivo. but then by the time we finished eating, it was like 2+?&lt;br /&gt;then we still need to take train and change train.&lt;br /&gt;so like roughly estimate, reach there not enough time to walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;so chose city hall instead. cos i v. long nv go marina square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at citylink there got this shop selling roxy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;so we went in. jiayi darn funny larh. keep looking at the swimwear and talking about G string.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;the roxy bags are like very short even though i adjusted the straps.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to go marina and see first then decide.&lt;br /&gt;we went there and well, disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;not many bags larh. just walked around and go makeup shops.&lt;br /&gt;(jiayi larh! every makeup shop also wanna go in!)&lt;br /&gt;went to the body shop and the moment i got in, i remarked,"wah. smells like miso soup!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL. but really what, the shop DID smell like miso soup. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walked finish marina but no bag yet!&lt;br /&gt;so we went back to TM cos there got more choices ba.&lt;br /&gt;and we actually know the shops inside out! XD&lt;br /&gt;we went to isetan cos inside got billabong stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;but then not very nice. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the surf and ski(or whatever it's called)&lt;br /&gt;but there the choices very limited cos all looks very boy-ish.&lt;br /&gt;77th street is worse. practically nothing to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to wallet shop.&lt;br /&gt;cos before going to marina i went there and saw this orange bag which was quite nice but didnt know if i should buy.&lt;br /&gt;the bag was still there! XD hahas.&lt;br /&gt;so i eventually decided to buy it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought something for theresa too. (:&lt;br /&gt;christmas present. heh.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know what to buy for dexter.&lt;br /&gt;hmms. mayb all he wants is a card?&lt;br /&gt;lols. his b'dae also he want card. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor jiayi.&lt;br /&gt;walked almost the whole day with me just because of the bag.&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl(:&lt;br /&gt;lols. sorry larh. cant treat you to drinks or whatever cos im broke.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and now you've learnt something:&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE TAY IS &lt;u&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/u&gt; MAD. CAN WALK THE WHOLE DAY WITHOUT FEELING TIRED WHATSOEVER.&lt;br /&gt;lols. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got band again.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i dont feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll force myself to go anyways. XD&lt;br /&gt;i hope it'll be fun, somehow. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3552944478655829759?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3552944478655829759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3552944478655829759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3552944478655829759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3552944478655829759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/shopping-spreetwo.html' title='shopping spreeTWO;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3142301533717005655</id><published>2006-12-04T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T18:25:54.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz;</title><content type='html'>was browsing daphne's blog when i saw this quiz which she tagged me to do(:&lt;br /&gt;so, i shall do it! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Fear...&lt;br /&gt;[ ]the dark&lt;br /&gt;[ ]staying single forever&lt;br /&gt;[ ]a parent&lt;br /&gt;[ ]giving birth&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being myself in front of others&lt;br /&gt;[ ]open spaces&lt;br /&gt;[ ]closed spaces&lt;br /&gt;[ ]heights&lt;br /&gt;[ ]black cats&lt;br /&gt;[ ]dogs&lt;br /&gt;[ ]birds, crows.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]fish&lt;br /&gt;[x]spiders, ticks and/or other insects&lt;br /&gt;[ ]driving or being in cars&lt;br /&gt;[ ]flying&lt;br /&gt;[ ]flowers or other plants&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being touched&lt;br /&gt;[ ]fire&lt;br /&gt;[x]deep water&lt;br /&gt;[ ]the ocean&lt;br /&gt;[ ]failure&lt;br /&gt;[ ]success&lt;br /&gt;[ ]thunder/lightning&lt;br /&gt;[ ]my boyfriends/girlfriends dad&lt;br /&gt;[ ]my boyfriends/girlfriends mom&lt;br /&gt;[ ]mice/rats&lt;br /&gt;[x]jumping from high places&lt;br /&gt;(reminds me of commiting suicide)&lt;br /&gt;[ ]snow&lt;br /&gt;[ ]rain&lt;br /&gt;[ ]wind&lt;br /&gt;[ ]crossing hanging bridges&lt;br /&gt;[x]death&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Heaven&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being robbed&lt;br /&gt;[ ]cotton balls&lt;br /&gt;[x]cemeteries&lt;br /&gt;[ ]clowns&lt;br /&gt;[x]large crowds&lt;br /&gt;[ ]men&lt;br /&gt;[ ]women&lt;br /&gt;[ ]having great responsibility&lt;br /&gt;[ ]doctors, including dentists&lt;br /&gt;[ ]tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ]hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;[ ]diseases&lt;br /&gt;[x]snakes&lt;br /&gt;[x]sharks&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;[x]poverty&lt;br /&gt;[x]ghosts&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ]school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]trains or railroads&lt;br /&gt;[ ]odd numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ]even numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being alone&lt;br /&gt;[x]being blind&lt;br /&gt;(not that i was ever blind or deaf before. XD)&lt;br /&gt;[x]being deaf&lt;br /&gt;[ ]growing up&lt;br /&gt;[x]family separation&lt;br /&gt;[ ]monsters under my bed&lt;br /&gt;[x]creepy noises in the night&lt;br /&gt;[ ]bee stings&lt;br /&gt;[ ]not accomplishing my dreams/goals&lt;br /&gt;[ ]needles&lt;br /&gt;[x]blood&lt;br /&gt;[ ]dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;[ ]the welcome mat&lt;br /&gt;(er. what's there to be scared of? lols. it's just a mat. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[people please]&lt;br /&gt;-ISELLA&lt;br /&gt;-KAIXIN&lt;br /&gt;-JEANYEE&lt;br /&gt;-MICHELLE&lt;br /&gt;-WHOEVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3142301533717005655?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3142301533717005655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3142301533717005655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3142301533717005655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3142301533717005655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/quiz.html' title='quiz;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8873024378807546969</id><published>2006-12-03T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T06:59:48.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored;</title><content type='html'>well, i was bored so i went to blogthings and took quizzes. XD&lt;br /&gt;i know some are quite dumb. but i was bored larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Communicate With Your Ears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/ears.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker.&lt;br /&gt;What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions.&lt;br /&gt;You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/"&gt;How Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Vocabulary Score: A+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourvocabularyquiz/vocab.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on your multifarious vocabulary!&lt;br /&gt;You must be quite an erudite person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourvocabularyquiz/"&gt;How's Your Vocabulary?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/linguistic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.&lt;br /&gt;An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.&lt;br /&gt;You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view.&lt;br /&gt;A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ESFP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.&lt;br /&gt;A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.&lt;br /&gt;You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Social&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/social.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are helpful, friendly, and trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in teaching, nursing, giving information, and solving social problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counselor - Dental Hygienist - Librarian&lt;br /&gt;Nurse - Parole Officer - Personal Trainer&lt;br /&gt;Physical Therapist - Social Worker - Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are realistic careers, like truck driver or farmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8873024378807546969?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8873024378807546969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8873024378807546969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8873024378807546969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8873024378807546969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/bored.html' title='bored;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5614780408976941040</id><published>2006-12-02T05:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T05:20:01.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gotten over it;</title><content type='html'>i have officially gotten over it(:&lt;br /&gt;(lols. good for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ACTUALLY LIKED AND ENJOYED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;even though it was alr very long and still, it was extended.&lt;br /&gt;it's been an uber long time since i enjoyed sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;i used to hate sectionals, alot alot. but today's wasnt so bad. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i actually played 7th night of july. and i mean the WHOLE thing.&lt;br /&gt;lols. i think i played about twice? pitching still needs to be worked on larh. but it's a good start.&lt;br /&gt;at least slowly i still can play. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had combined and everything just somewhat fell apart. lols.&lt;br /&gt;the conducting was darn fast and i couldnt follow. so i was back to &lt;u&gt;SQUARE ONE&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;most of the high notes were wrongly pitched, my fingers were tangled together after trying to follow with the fingerings and i just skipped some parts cos i missed it.&lt;br /&gt;see, that's how bad i am. lols.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll try harder. XD&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, notes that are too high or too low wont pose as a very serious problem. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today mr png came in kinda pissed?&lt;br /&gt;(must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed.)&lt;br /&gt;he started saying alot of things abt concert and rules and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then aft tt the sectionals, he made cornet section run ard the quadrangle.&lt;br /&gt;and when i asked crystal senior, she said it was because they wenyt to take pencils and was a few minutes late, then he asked them to run.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, my dad went to collect my teenage goodie bag thingy.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. inside got alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;files, lipgloss, lipstick, lip balm, eyeshadow, shower foam(lols.)... etc.&lt;br /&gt;but then the lipstick is PURPLE and the eyeshadow is WHITE.&lt;br /&gt;(both from red earth, if you wanna know)&lt;br /&gt;LOL. purple lipstick?? white eyeshadow is OKAY LARH.&lt;br /&gt;but i have no need for both these items.&lt;br /&gt;so i gave to my mother. lols. see what she can do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lipgloss and lip blam i can use. haha. so i kept.&lt;br /&gt;then the shower thing i just placed into the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;got food inside also. coffee, sweets, listerine strips thingy... etc.&lt;br /&gt;lols. i share with my sis. XD&lt;br /&gt;except coffee, cos we both not "coffee-people".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night had steamboat for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;cos my dad promised my &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dumb&lt;/span&gt; sister steamboat last week.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont even like steamboat lor. -.-&lt;br /&gt;then my sister eat abit only then say full le.&lt;br /&gt;so my father was left to finish the food cos my mum also ate abit only.&lt;br /&gt;i drank soup. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;but okay larh. just that the soup not much taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandfather's sick AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;aww. -praypraypray-&lt;br /&gt;get well. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5614780408976941040?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5614780408976941040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5614780408976941040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5614780408976941040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5614780408976941040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/gotten-over-it.html' title='gotten over it;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-649290748097821939</id><published>2006-12-01T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T05:05:39.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ncwo today;</title><content type='html'>okays. today's practice started a lil weird.&lt;br /&gt;there was only ONE tuba player - ME!&lt;br /&gt;lols. and we had to play all the way to high F (F major scale)&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking,"omg. im doomed, cant even play high C want me to play high F. IMPOSSIBLE LARH."&lt;br /&gt;but i did it anyways. i played high F! (:&lt;br /&gt;first time man. i felt so proud of myself. lols. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then theresa came. she was caught in the rain or something.&lt;br /&gt;then she told me that dexter wasnt coming cos he had fever.&lt;br /&gt;and the other senior wasnt coming cos he's on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;so there was only the two of us. struggling. lols.&lt;br /&gt;but we helped each other and got through with the practice anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and dont worry, im fine, honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-649290748097821939?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/649290748097821939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=649290748097821939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/649290748097821939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/649290748097821939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/ncwo-today.html' title='ncwo today;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-840475484894936045</id><published>2006-12-01T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T04:59:24.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not chosen;</title><content type='html'>well, as expected, i wasnt chosen for concert.&lt;br /&gt;one part of me felt a tad bit disappointed, the other relieved.&lt;br /&gt;disappointed cos i tried my best, but still, i wasnt good enough to make the cut.&lt;br /&gt;relieved cos well, at least i have more time on the SYF pieces.&lt;br /&gt;but i felt more &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; than &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;relief&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;even though most sec1s dont get to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know why, but maybe i wanted to play in the concert more than i expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and when theresa apologised to me for not selecting me for the concert, tears welled up in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and when they started playing 7th night, tears almost fell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess now all i can look forward to is the actual day of the concert,&lt;br /&gt;where i am sitting in the audience, looking at all my seniors playing the songs,&lt;br /&gt;and wishing i was up there. lols.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure the concert will be great.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a tremendous success! (:&lt;br /&gt;jiayou! on, 16 dec, NCWO will ROCK THE HALL with CON FUOCO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-840475484894936045?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/840475484894936045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=840475484894936045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/840475484894936045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/840475484894936045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/12/not-chosen.html' title='not chosen;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3748019620239161295</id><published>2006-11-30T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T04:44:21.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new stuff;</title><content type='html'>not used to the new tables and stuff. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people came over to assemble the parts of the new table and resting space thingy.&lt;br /&gt;they took a pretty long time though. heh.&lt;br /&gt;but the end product was nice.&lt;br /&gt;i esp love the part where you can just sit and look at the sea.&lt;br /&gt;especially pretty when the sun's gonna set,&lt;br /&gt;even though you dont get to see the sun at all.&lt;br /&gt;but the colours are awesome. so pretty and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine sitting there, listening to some love song.&lt;br /&gt;awwws...&lt;br /&gt;so ROMANTIC MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;me and my imagination! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mental note to self: STOP DREAMING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3748019620239161295?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3748019620239161295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3748019620239161295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3748019620239161295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3748019620239161295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-stuff.html' title='new stuff;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1132728388408241360</id><published>2006-11-29T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T18:04:36.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i wanted;</title><content type='html'>lol.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my holiday homework!&lt;br /&gt;i only remember english got 2 book reviews and 10 newspaper articles.&lt;br /&gt;that's all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese ah.&lt;br /&gt;eh.&lt;br /&gt;-tries very very hard-&lt;br /&gt;hmms...&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. didnt read the homework paper before losing it.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ltr still got band.&lt;br /&gt;im too tired to go. ):&lt;br /&gt;and i just remembered my autograph book still with mspey.&lt;br /&gt;lols. wanted to tell her just now when she was online but she said she was busy.&lt;br /&gt;so, never mind. :D&lt;br /&gt;it can wait. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1132728388408241360?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1132728388408241360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1132728388408241360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1132728388408241360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1132728388408241360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-i-wanted.html' title='all i wanted;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1341838844078624859</id><published>2006-11-28T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T06:03:44.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WO;</title><content type='html'>okays. so here i am again.&lt;br /&gt;well, this time to advertise for &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NCWO's FIRST EVER CONCERT, CON FUOCO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-cheers ; appluase ; whatever else-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im helping my friends sell off their tickets too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DETAILS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE - 16DEC2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TIME - 7.30PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VENUE - Nan Chiau High School ; School Hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FEE - $5 per ticket. (Free Seating)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come support us! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If interested, please contact me with the number of tickets ASAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(the more, the merrier! XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank You! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1341838844078624859?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1341838844078624859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1341838844078624859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1341838844078624859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1341838844078624859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/wo.html' title='WO;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-165177292765243154</id><published>2006-11-28T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T01:35:53.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>died;</title><content type='html'>okays.&lt;br /&gt;i officially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;while trying to teach yijun the piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a major prob larh. finger so stiff. like branches.&lt;br /&gt;i actually wanted give him easy song.&lt;br /&gt;then he dunno why dont wanna play and dunno how to.&lt;br /&gt;so we did theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he give stupid answers larh.&lt;br /&gt;1 semibreve is 4 counts.&lt;br /&gt;2 minims equals to 1 semibreve.&lt;br /&gt;so 1 minim how many counts?&lt;br /&gt;and he told me what 8 counts.&lt;br /&gt;WTH. his maths fail larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. then we played another song. GRADE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;the simplest piece in the book.&lt;br /&gt;he played until wanna die then give up.&lt;br /&gt;mich is more determined and way smarter.&lt;br /&gt;i tell her what at least she understands.&lt;br /&gt;heh. (mich, happy now, i wrote about your smartness. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zena was bored, most of the time. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-165177292765243154?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/165177292765243154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=165177292765243154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/165177292765243154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/165177292765243154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/died.html' title='died;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-7361082412788115574</id><published>2006-11-27T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T03:21:08.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sabo-ed;</title><content type='html'>yay! (:&lt;br /&gt;mich has been sabo-ed to buddy me for a jog on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. cos im like eating a lil too much and i guess it's time i went jogging.&lt;br /&gt;that's a way to put my new track shoes to good use. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich 'confessed' that she has alos been eating non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;lols. but she very skinny. UNLIKE me.&lt;br /&gt;but im better than her, in a sense, i dont really eat every minute and every second of my life.&lt;br /&gt;only when needed.&lt;br /&gt;but mich says she eat everytime she's bored.&lt;br /&gt;i only sometimes bored then will eat. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we're going jogging!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, she can go larh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-7361082412788115574?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/7361082412788115574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=7361082412788115574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7361082412788115574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7361082412788115574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/sabo-ed.html' title='sabo-ed;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-602822680056947636</id><published>2006-11-26T21:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T02:41:52.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally;</title><content type='html'>okays. this lazy girl is finally gonna post after a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch Happy Feet on Saturday with my family and zena and mich.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i know, of all movies, why Happy Feet?&lt;br /&gt;well, cos my mum chose it and i have no choice but to go. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;it was overall a nice movie. quite funny and got alot of funny music.&lt;br /&gt;heh. XD&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at suki ramen(the japanese restaurant) before the movie.&lt;br /&gt;the food there is OISHI. nice larh.&lt;br /&gt;zena 'AVOIDED' all her greens. (even beansprouts, and they aren't even green)&lt;br /&gt;and we said she was the ambassador of vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;cos she doesnt eat vegetables, and she was wearing a green shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we realised that we looked like the powerpuff girls. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;cos zena was wearing green(buttercup), mich was wearing blue(bubbles) and i was wearing pink(blossom).&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;and i bought a new pair of track shoes on sat too.&lt;br /&gt;with help from michelle and zena.&lt;br /&gt;new balance de. quite ex. okay larh. at least not my money. XD&lt;br /&gt;my sis bought a pair too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they were on the train and they were liek talking about UNKNOWN FORCE.&lt;br /&gt;which is ME! XD&lt;br /&gt;hahas. unknown force.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this woman in ALL GREEN. and zena said she looked lik brocolli(SP?)&lt;br /&gt;see, she's really the ambassador of vegetables! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's roughly all i can remember about last week. XD&lt;br /&gt;seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-602822680056947636?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/602822680056947636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=602822680056947636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/602822680056947636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/602822680056947636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally.html' title='finally;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3947209233628880856</id><published>2006-11-24T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:00:08.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid finger;</title><content type='html'>went to jiayi's yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;zena s'posed to do her geog.&lt;br /&gt;but i highly doubt much work was done. XD&lt;br /&gt;haha. then went to play bball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know wear jeans cannot play bball.&lt;br /&gt;darn hard to run larh.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;jiarong bought one big bottle of peach tea.&lt;br /&gt;then we drink more than he did.&lt;br /&gt;lols. then he saw and was like,"my peach tea!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some person threw the bball and hit my finger.&lt;br /&gt;now it's swollen and fat. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant bend it at all.&lt;br /&gt;so ltr i cant play instrument. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid sprained finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that was roughly what i did yesterday. heh.&lt;br /&gt;wont go into details. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3947209233628880856?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3947209233628880856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3947209233628880856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3947209233628880856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3947209233628880856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/stupid-finger.html' title='stupid finger;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3122094842346606879</id><published>2006-11-22T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:36:16.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>arrgh. cant think.;</title><content type='html'>today's practice was okay.&lt;br /&gt;only one song was played. the christmas recollections or sth like that.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt get the high notes man. )):&lt;br /&gt;i tried and tried but i cant. it was hard larh.&lt;br /&gt;especially THAT part. lols. though i cant play, i liked that part. :D&lt;br /&gt;the whole song was nice. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do hope i get to play for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i WILL do my best to pitch all my note correctly.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i CAN and i WILL do it(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3122094842346606879?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3122094842346606879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3122094842346606879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3122094842346606879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3122094842346606879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/arrgh-cant-think.html' title='arrgh. cant think.;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3485924029616586903</id><published>2006-11-21T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T04:44:37.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nervous breakdown;</title><content type='html'>okay. honestly gonna have a nervous breakdown alr.&lt;br /&gt;and i finally know who'll be there for me when i do breakdown&lt;br /&gt;and who won't.&lt;br /&gt;i guess &lt;s&gt;you'll&lt;/s&gt; she'll never understand how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;it was something really simple.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; she just had to not do it.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how im feeling now. but it definitely isnt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone else said that i didnt look angry though i said i was.&lt;br /&gt;well, i was angry. but not entirely. part of me was &lt;s&gt;confused&lt;/s&gt; feeling something i couldnt explain.&lt;br /&gt;i was angry cos &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; she hung up on me.&lt;br /&gt;in my whole entire &lt;s&gt;life&lt;/s&gt; thirteen years of living, no one (and i MEAN no one) has ever dared to hang up on me. i dont usually hang up on people either, unless im in a rush or by accident.&lt;br /&gt;i have never done it on purpose and neither has anyone dared to do it on me.&lt;br /&gt;well, &lt;s&gt;you're&lt;/s&gt; she's the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was only kidding.&lt;br /&gt;(i know i didnt sound as though i was cos i wanted to be convincing. but i really was.)&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; she took it so seriously and hung up on me.&lt;br /&gt;well, thanks. &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; she "made my day" by being the first person on earth to hang up on me.&lt;br /&gt;and i now know i shouldnt play jokes on &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; she takes everything really seriously.&lt;br /&gt;whatever man. if &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; she thinks it's fun to hang up on people, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care. i have given up. &lt;s&gt;you have&lt;/s&gt; she has "won".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;thanks for this kind of "encouragement" during a time like this.&lt;br /&gt;im really speechless.&lt;br /&gt;even if i said i was angry, you wouldnt care.&lt;br /&gt;so there's no point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;i dont know what's wrong with &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt; us, but whatever it is, it isnt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;i finally understand, it's all meaningless now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;i wont ask for anything. if you think im wrong, so be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3485924029616586903?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3485924029616586903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3485924029616586903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3485924029616586903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3485924029616586903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/nervous-breakdown.html' title='nervous breakdown;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5214175606076589208</id><published>2006-11-21T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T19:05:28.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking on the bright side;</title><content type='html'>i hate going to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;honestly. especially to visit very close kins.&lt;br /&gt;it's a "sad scene" but everyone's just smiling(even though i know they dont feel happy).&lt;br /&gt;i almost cried when i saw my grandfather yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;he practically couldn't move cos of the tubes around him.&lt;br /&gt;but i held back my tears. i wouldnt make him even more worried about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt hold it back that long.&lt;br /&gt;i broke down in the car. i just couldnt stand life without my grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;i finally understood what others meant by,"you'll only learn to cherish something when it's gone."&lt;br /&gt;i realised how important my grandfather is to me now that he's not beside me every hour, every minute, every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum said to look on the bright side, he'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know why i cant. i just cant.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried. but i still cant.&lt;br /&gt;im really scared. really afriad.&lt;br /&gt;i want him to be fine, to bring me out for brunch again, to be the active person he is again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really know what's wrong with him.&lt;br /&gt;nobody told me anything for fear that i'd cry.&lt;br /&gt;well, i cried even though they didnt tell me.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that he's bleeding alot. that was all i saw yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;he has been there for 13 years of my life. i cant live without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im praying for him every minute and every second now.&lt;br /&gt;Please be okay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5214175606076589208?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5214175606076589208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5214175606076589208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5214175606076589208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5214175606076589208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/looking-on-bright-side.html' title='looking on the bright side;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1249496985882661464</id><published>2006-11-20T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:20:49.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>get well soon;</title><content type='html'>awws.&lt;br /&gt;my grandpa's sick and hospitalized.&lt;br /&gt;i hope he gets well soon.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why he's there but im really afraid something will happen to him.&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;i really wish he'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's all keep our fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GET WELL SOON(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1249496985882661464?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1249496985882661464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1249496985882661464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1249496985882661464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1249496985882661464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/get-well-soon.html' title='get well soon;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-6766685810613001091</id><published>2006-11-18T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T06:18:13.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sis bdae + open house;</title><content type='html'>today is nchs open house.&lt;br /&gt;wth. we gotta go down to sch in the morning at EIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;so early larh. cos the thingy starts at NINE.&lt;br /&gt;so we went there and prepared stuff.&lt;br /&gt;we fall-ed in and took instructions from yunjie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this time when yunjie ask pohyih(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;"tuba fang4 zai4 zhuo1 zi3 shang4 hui4 xiang4 shen3 me4?"&lt;br /&gt;(what will the tuba look like on the table?)&lt;br /&gt;then pohyih say,"TUBA larh."&lt;br /&gt;lmao. then we all laughed larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the open house was okay.&lt;br /&gt;just that our booth wasnt at a very good location.&lt;br /&gt;too warm and we were practically in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;so were our instruments.&lt;br /&gt;we gave out flyers and TRIED to explain our band and the achievements to the parents.&lt;br /&gt;most of them just ignored us completely.&lt;br /&gt;only some were interested and listened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember this ONE parent that was uber weird.&lt;br /&gt;i explained to her about the band in english.&lt;br /&gt;and when i was half done, the woman suddenly said,&lt;br /&gt;"ni3 ke2 yi3 gen1 wo3 jiang3 hua2 yu3 ma1?"&lt;br /&gt;(can you speak chinese to me?)&lt;br /&gt;like wth can. i almost finishing le then you tell me must say in chinese!&lt;br /&gt;then manting senior(the flute one) was with me.&lt;br /&gt;and i was practically giggling like mad.&lt;br /&gt;cos my chinese cant make it one. so i asked her to help me.&lt;br /&gt;then we say until the public performance part, we didnt know how to say public performance in chinese. so we were like,"wo3 men2 you3 gong1 gong4 biao2 yan3 guo4."&lt;br /&gt;haha. cos public in chinese is "gong1 gong4", then performance is "biao2 yan3".&lt;br /&gt;so together is "gong1 gong4 biao2 yan3" lor. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. obviously wrong.&lt;br /&gt;then we went ard the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;partly to see what the other CCA grps are doing and partly to avoid the scorching sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;cos canteen got fan. xD&lt;br /&gt;and we saw adorable lil' mslim(x&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. she was wearing a crown, like princess like tt. heh.&lt;br /&gt;and we were like,"hello! wanna go join band?"&lt;br /&gt;rofl. doesnt make sense larh. heh. we asked her go listen to the band play.&lt;br /&gt;then we walked away. she followed us and ask us where we bringing her to.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like,"huh. we going back to our booth. you wanna go hear the band play then walk across the quadrangle yourself larh."&lt;br /&gt;haha. in the end, she played badminton with another tcher. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we saw mspey alot of times.&lt;br /&gt;she kept walking past our booth.&lt;br /&gt;and we kept asking her to join band.&lt;br /&gt;and she was like,"no larh. too NOISY."&lt;br /&gt;lols. and samantha senior(the percussion one) was like going,"quit band join band."&lt;br /&gt;and she kept repeating it. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band played well and hey, it was great. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, my sis had her b'dae party too(:&lt;br /&gt;whoohoo~&lt;br /&gt;i had zena n mich come over early to help cos i wouldnt be released till 12pm&lt;br /&gt;and the party starts at 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;heh. thanks BABES. xD&lt;br /&gt;at first, it wasnt any fun larh. waiting for the people to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;then aft tt we ate the pizzas and KFC my mum ordered.&lt;br /&gt;yumyum. the lasagna(sp??) was nice(:&lt;br /&gt;then all the guests arrived and we cut cake.&lt;br /&gt;my mum wasnt at home cos my grandfather was hospitalized suddenly and she went to see how he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stupid lil' me realised that using lighters is damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt light the darn candles. i knew i dunno how to use lighters. and i dare not touch the matches. and darlinn zena anyhow strike the matches and hey, she did it! xD&lt;br /&gt;the icecream cake like practically going to melt ready. heh.&lt;br /&gt;then her friend said they wanted go TM.&lt;br /&gt;wth. and they went. 2 of them at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to wait for them to come back before startin the games.&lt;br /&gt;they like wahlao, damn long larh. 4 sth going to 5 then come back leh.&lt;br /&gt;still TAKE TAXI WHEN THEY GOT NO MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;pro right??? in the end, borrow TYJ's money to pay for the taxi fare larh.&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;i was DARN PISSED OFF WITH THAT STUPID GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;no offence but i really was. i wanted to SLAP HER MAN.&lt;br /&gt;but im CIVILISED(sp?) so i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;she finally came back and we could play.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. my sis frens went home at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my friends were in the air-con room playing mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;like so funny larh. JR is darn retarded. tell him cannot like tt then he still ask stupid qn.&lt;br /&gt;then aft tt decided to play blind mice. my room is "the PERFECT place".&lt;br /&gt;heh. cos got double decker bed mah. i still rmb what mich did to my curtains and jol to my ironing board.&lt;br /&gt;anyw, TYJ was the "chosen one" to start as the blind mice. heh. cos is his FAVOURITE GAME.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. so, i tied the blindfold and twirled him around.&lt;br /&gt;then he said,"wahlao. very giddy leh."&lt;br /&gt;and he KNEELED ON THE FLOOR and tried to play that way.&lt;br /&gt;wth! and we took a video of it. heh. so darn funny. like blind man trying to pick up coins.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll upload the video when mich sends to me(:&lt;br /&gt;then we played until the light spoil. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;so we went to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;my mum said YIJUN IS SHUAI.&lt;br /&gt;rofl. he will meh?? lols.&lt;br /&gt;mayb cos i see him atleast 5 years le so i don feel tt he is.&lt;br /&gt;so we were eating and there were sausages and sotong/prawn balls.&lt;br /&gt;the TYJ DARN SICK LARH.&lt;br /&gt;put one sotong ball and one prawn ball together.&lt;br /&gt;and one sausage in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;it looked like *erhem.&lt;br /&gt;haha. then he ATE IT SUMMORE.&lt;br /&gt;lmao. he ate like so many BALLS. xD&lt;br /&gt;we were like laughing like crazy larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he said mich last time P1 very cute.&lt;br /&gt;tie hair and ROUND specs. xD&lt;br /&gt;and brown bag or sth. lols.&lt;br /&gt;he still remembers???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;haha. then mich ask,"then your P1 bag is what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and he replied,"bugs bunny."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. he really still remembers.&lt;br /&gt;we started talking abt our ex classmates and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tt we used the smaller light, which was dimmer.&lt;br /&gt;so we couldnt play blind mice. JR said he wanted play murderer.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;so dark cant really see the person wink. and TYJ doesnt know the diff btween WINK&amp;BLINK.&lt;br /&gt;his eng cant make it larh. xD&lt;br /&gt;aft a few rounds then they went home cos it was late. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i had more fun than my sis though it was her party. xD&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, TYJ totally changed larh.&lt;br /&gt;jiarong is still same larh. always thinking im out to poison him.&lt;br /&gt;everything i offer him he will be like,"eeyer. got poison de."&lt;br /&gt;like wth. i also ate the same thing lor. got poison.&lt;br /&gt;like i wanna kill myself like tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to JIARONG: not i dont wanna wish you happy bdae, is cos i really dunno when your bdae is. AND, will you stop acting retarded?? lols. it will do you no good larh. honestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-6766685810613001091?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/6766685810613001091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=6766685810613001091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6766685810613001091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6766685810613001091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/sis-bdae-open-house.html' title='sis bdae + open house;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3532435692364907826</id><published>2006-11-16T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T06:31:15.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tooty;</title><content type='html'>zena is darn funny can.&lt;br /&gt;she came over today for fun.&lt;br /&gt;then she wanted borrow the sims2 pets.&lt;br /&gt;so she said she'd lend the sims2 uni&amp;open for business to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;and i had to travel all the way to her house to take.&lt;br /&gt;lols. waste my money. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aft tt she must go fetch her sis so we went bus stop together.&lt;br /&gt;and she kept using the word TOOTY.&lt;br /&gt;like wth. she was saying what,"look at my tooty sister."&lt;br /&gt;"and her tooty bag."&lt;br /&gt;"plus her tooty uniform."&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;she does love the word tooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to go after her sister came to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;but i pulled at her arm, not letting her go till the bus comes.&lt;br /&gt;and she said,"the tooty bus will come very fast de, you tooty girl."&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. i giggled like crazy larh.&lt;br /&gt;then she said,"and you have other tooty people to wait for the tooty bus with you."&lt;br /&gt;lols. and finally the bus came and she said,"byebye tooty girl."&lt;br /&gt;like OMG. she used the word 'tooty' so many times in just one day!&lt;br /&gt;haha. everything also tooty. mad ar. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she's still the tooty light of my life! xD&lt;br /&gt;ZENA AND HER TOOTY-NESS. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3532435692364907826?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3532435692364907826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3532435692364907826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3532435692364907826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3532435692364907826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/tooty.html' title='tooty;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-8433832151208202315</id><published>2006-11-15T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:32:49.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woo. more;</title><content type='html'>another one. from mich(:&lt;br /&gt;haha. nw you know how bored i am.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yourself;&lt;br /&gt;name? geraldine&lt;br /&gt;nick? 'dine&lt;br /&gt;age? thirteen&lt;br /&gt;gender? girl.&lt;br /&gt;bithday? sixth-february&lt;br /&gt;status? single larh.&lt;br /&gt;crush(es)? *erhems. tell you le then whole world will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life;&lt;br /&gt;wads the first thing u do when u wake up?&lt;br /&gt;open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;wads the next thing then?&lt;br /&gt;rub my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;do you exercise on a regular basis?&lt;br /&gt;not really. i happy then do, not happy then whatever.&lt;br /&gt;do you bathe everyday?&lt;br /&gt;OF COS LARH.&lt;br /&gt;are you on a diet?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;do you celebrate xmas?&lt;br /&gt;somehow larh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;do u love unwrapping presents?&lt;br /&gt;yes. i think.&lt;br /&gt;phobias?&lt;br /&gt;insects&amp;horror stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends;&lt;br /&gt;enemies?&lt;br /&gt;eh. WS.&lt;br /&gt;friends?&lt;br /&gt;too many to say. everyone's my friend except WS.&lt;br /&gt;husbands/wife?&lt;br /&gt;dont have. light of my life then got. ZENA(:&lt;br /&gt;closest to in school ?&lt;br /&gt;everyone larh. cos i socialize with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;closest to at home ?&lt;br /&gt;my mummy(:&lt;br /&gt;any hate / lust?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;yourself?&lt;br /&gt;me what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if:&lt;br /&gt;this maniac came and took out a toy gun and points it at you?&lt;br /&gt;hmms. i'd probably scream. i scream at almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;someone offered u $100,000 to strip?&lt;br /&gt;hmms. depends. we're talking about so much money leh. haha. jkjk. of cos wont strip larh.&lt;br /&gt;someone lmao-ed in front of you?&lt;br /&gt;huh? i dont care man.&lt;br /&gt;u were arrested for watering your neighbour's plants?&lt;br /&gt;i dont water plants.&lt;br /&gt;the guy/girl confessed without opening his mouth?&lt;br /&gt;*erhems. like how?&lt;br /&gt;u founded singapore?&lt;br /&gt;i'd be &lt;s&gt;Sir Stamford Raffles&lt;/s&gt; Sir Stamford Geraldine? lols. maybe Lady Geraldine Tay?&lt;br /&gt;someone lied?&lt;br /&gt;they're not truthful larh. depends on who they lie to. if is me then they're doomed, i find it hard to forgive people who lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-8433832151208202315?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/8433832151208202315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=8433832151208202315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8433832151208202315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/8433832151208202315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-one.html' title='woo. more;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-3600123017801409982</id><published>2006-11-15T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:32:20.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz;</title><content type='html'>got this from jolene's blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;she tagged me to do it so here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 40 ppl that u noe randomly:&lt;br /&gt;1)Jolene&lt;br /&gt;2)Zena&lt;br /&gt;3)Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;4)Jiayi&lt;br /&gt;5)Kanchana&lt;br /&gt;6)Ashilah&lt;br /&gt;7)Mrs Yvonne Ng&lt;br /&gt;8)Miss Pey&lt;br /&gt;9)Jia Hui&lt;br /&gt;10)Samuel&lt;br /&gt;11)Jiaying&lt;br /&gt;12)Gladys&lt;br /&gt;13)Isella&lt;br /&gt;14)Ru Jun&lt;br /&gt;15)Hui Yi&lt;br /&gt;16)Jian Zhong&lt;br /&gt;17)YenLing&lt;br /&gt;18)KaiXin&lt;br /&gt;19)HweeJoo&lt;br /&gt;20)Miss Lim&lt;br /&gt;21)Deonsus&lt;br /&gt;22)Bernita&lt;br /&gt;23)Wayne&lt;br /&gt;24)Jiarong&lt;br /&gt;25)Daphne&lt;br /&gt;26)Corliss&lt;br /&gt;27)Miss Tang&lt;br /&gt;28)ZiJi&lt;br /&gt;29)Ada&lt;br /&gt;30)Elvira&lt;br /&gt;31)Wenzi&lt;br /&gt;32)Michelle&lt;br /&gt;33)JunMin&lt;br /&gt;34)YiQuan&lt;br /&gt;35)Shane&lt;br /&gt;36)DeHan&lt;br /&gt;37)Calise&lt;br /&gt;38)Angeline&lt;br /&gt;39)Edwin&lt;br /&gt;40)QianHui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Questions:&lt;br /&gt;Who is #9 to you? [JIAHUI]&lt;br /&gt;Best Friends(:&lt;br /&gt;Does #12 have a hot older brother? [GLADYS]&lt;br /&gt;Nope. She's an only child if I'm not wrong(:&lt;br /&gt;Would you make out with #2? [ZENA]&lt;br /&gt;hmms... She's the light of my life, but NO. cos im normal larh.&lt;br /&gt;How about #13? [ISELLA]&lt;br /&gt;nope. she's also a girl(x&lt;br /&gt;or #30? [ELVIRA]&lt;br /&gt;Nope. She's STILL a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Is #1 your best friend? [JOLENE]&lt;br /&gt;okay larh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;Is #3 cute? [CHERYL]&lt;br /&gt;okay larh. sometimes she uses "cute words".&lt;br /&gt;How about #5? [KANCHANA]&lt;br /&gt;She's more funny than cute(:&lt;br /&gt;Or #23? [WAYNE]&lt;br /&gt;eh. not really cute larh.&lt;br /&gt;Or #36? [DEHAN]&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #4? [JIAYI]&lt;br /&gt;Primary School Friend(:&lt;br /&gt;And #7? [MRSNG]&lt;br /&gt;She's my primary school netball teacher(:&lt;br /&gt;And #18? [KAIXIN]&lt;br /&gt;She's in my class(: and band too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever go out with #20? [MISSLIM]&lt;br /&gt;eh. Go chalet counted? if not, no.&lt;br /&gt;Or #28? [ZIJI]&lt;br /&gt;same answer as above. only went chalet with her before(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #40? [QIANHUI]&lt;br /&gt;My childhood friend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hug #8 all the time? [MISSPEY]&lt;br /&gt;nopes. duh. she my teacher leh, hug her for? xD&lt;br /&gt;How about #15? [HUIYI]&lt;br /&gt;Nopes.&lt;br /&gt;Or #25? [DAPHNE]&lt;br /&gt;Nopes.&lt;br /&gt;Or #37? [CALISE]&lt;br /&gt;Nopes. haha. all my answer is no. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel sorry for #11? [JIAYING]&lt;br /&gt;No lor. she's so damn rich and stuff. i think she'll feel sorry for me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever told #14 you loved them? [RUJUN]&lt;br /&gt;Nopes. She's my "half-sister". heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 and #10 make a good couple? [ASHILAH ~ SAMUEL]&lt;br /&gt;Nopes. Ash is TAKEN and well, they dont even know each other.&lt;br /&gt;What about #16 and #28? [JIANZHONG ~ZIJI]&lt;br /&gt;eh. no larh. though they know each other, they both belong to others, i think.&lt;br /&gt;#17 and #22? [YENLING ~ BERNITA]&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. But yenling alr has her QIANHUI! xD&lt;br /&gt;#24 and #32? [JIARONG ~ MICHELLE]&lt;br /&gt;eh. i think jiarong's not her cup of tea, neither is he her cup of coffee or milo. xD&lt;br /&gt;#33 and #39? [JUNMIN ~ EDWIN]&lt;br /&gt;they dont know each other larh. anyw, junmin is not edwin's kind of girl. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are #38 and #37 best friends? [ANGELINE / CALISE]&lt;br /&gt;nopes. they dont know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #34 drink coffee 24/7? [YIQUAN]&lt;br /&gt;Dont think so. not sure larh. why not u ask him yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #9 addicted to? [JIAHUI]&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. aussie? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which # would you look best with?&lt;br /&gt;#2! cos she's the light of my life! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which # would #5 date? [KANCHANA]&lt;br /&gt;None ba. (:&lt;br /&gt;How about #16? [JIANZHONG]&lt;br /&gt;hmms. i dont know. ask him yourself. xD&lt;br /&gt;Or #27? [MISSTANG]&lt;br /&gt;miss tang ah? i think she got bf liao. lols. ovbiously his name cant be up here cos i dont know who he is. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 person to do the quiz&lt;br /&gt;1.Isella&lt;br /&gt;2.KaiXin&lt;br /&gt;3.Zena&lt;br /&gt;4.Michelle&lt;br /&gt;5.PEOPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-3600123017801409982?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/3600123017801409982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=3600123017801409982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3600123017801409982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/3600123017801409982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/quiz_15.html' title='quiz;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5879011128415508495</id><published>2006-11-15T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:36:09.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASSCHALET`OHSIX;</title><content type='html'>whee~&lt;br /&gt;ytd just came home from class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;damn fun larh, though i didnt stay 3days 2nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was BBQ night.&lt;br /&gt;Isella, gladys they all were supposed to meet me at the burger king at Downtown East.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, only me, glad and isella were there.&lt;br /&gt;KX they all with mslim at whitesands taking shuttlebus. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;wth. we were tortured by having to carry 6kg of chicken wings and marshmallows and our "luggages". SO DARN HEAVY.&lt;br /&gt;but wayne came larh. so he helped us. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we waited at the reception at aloha loyang.&lt;br /&gt;waited and waited.&lt;br /&gt;and after a long while, they finally came in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;then the organisers must go and listen to whatever rules and regulations thingy.&lt;br /&gt;like how we can only on the air-con for not more than SIX hours per chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we went to the chalet, the cleaners cleaning so we had to sit in the hot sun to wait.&lt;br /&gt;after like what seemed to be forever, we got to go in(:&lt;br /&gt;we go put our things in the room and the food into the fridge and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;then we just played, some in their rooms and some in the pool. haha. people just got wet. xD&lt;br /&gt;then mslim stayed put in the room with her work.&lt;br /&gt;when she finished, she came out and watched tv and eat potato chips.&lt;br /&gt;lols. then her insurance agent came. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and almost everyone asked if that was her boyfriend. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and when she replied that it was her insurance agent, yenling was like: "misslim, you gonna buy insurance for us arh? thankyou ah!"&lt;br /&gt;lmao. and mslim replied,"ya. i buy for ya'll ready then i kill ya'll then i got money to take."&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nearly 5(i think), we prepared the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;i helped adamonkey and corliss put the marshmallows on the satay sticks.&lt;br /&gt;the boys were TRYING to start the fire. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but to no avail. then finally the fire started. okay larh. it was quite a pathetic one.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and we started bbq-ing.&lt;br /&gt;the damn chicken wings damn hard to cook. always half-cooked de.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to get mslim stuff to eat while she talked to her insurance agent.&lt;br /&gt;then i think wayne went to give her food, then he heard the insurance agent say,"when you reach the retirement age of 60 years old..." or sth like that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, mstang sms-ed me asking if we needed anything she could buy for us.&lt;br /&gt;i asked ard and almost immediately, everyone answered different things.&lt;br /&gt;got people say icecream, chocolates, sweets, tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;jaslin was special, she was the only one that didnt answer food.&lt;br /&gt;she said she wanted mstang to bring in her boyfriend. lols.&lt;br /&gt;mstang came with mspey and they brought all the tidbit and icecream! xD&lt;br /&gt;mstang tied up her hair, and yenling they all was like: "wah, mstang, you today so chio!"&lt;br /&gt;and mstang replied,"no larh. everyday also chio one." lols.&lt;br /&gt;then mspey was like commenting on our pathetic fire. and she decided to help us.&lt;br /&gt;together with mstang, they helped &lt;s&gt;FIGHT CRIME&lt;/s&gt; make us a better fire.&lt;br /&gt;and they did it! (:  mslim helped ABIT larh. lols.&lt;br /&gt;heh, people were still going into the pool to play while the tchers were helping us with the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to shower and when i came out, there was actually cooked food and people were finally eating.&lt;br /&gt;and we finally got cooked chicken wings to eat! xD&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting there drying my hair when mstang pulled my arm and told me to accompany her to explore. lmao. nothing to explore de larh.&lt;br /&gt;we went to arcade and saw huiyi they all playing the dancing that machine.&lt;br /&gt;and she sat there and watch. i think huiyi dont know she was there. xD&lt;br /&gt;then we went back chalet and eat icecream, with FORKS.&lt;br /&gt;cos we couldnt find spoons. and when people came and ask if it was icecream, we told them it's their illusions, there's no icecream. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that, the tchers went home and we watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;some people went back to their rooms to play cards.&lt;br /&gt;well, i went to the air-con room to look at them.&lt;br /&gt;eventually, i couldnt take it and decided on a 45 mins nap.&lt;br /&gt;haha. bt i only closed my eyes 30 mins then open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really sleep cos too noisy, too cold and too bright.&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up and ate jean's cup noodles and played cards with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone told us that daphne saw "casper's friend" downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;and it was like darn scary. and almost everyone was freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;then i tried to sleep again. but only closed my eyes for awhile and then woke up.&lt;br /&gt;cant remember what we did aft that.&lt;br /&gt;but i know that we wanted to go see sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;so at 5.30 like that, we walked to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;but we found the gate locked.&lt;br /&gt;the boys went to play soccer. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got tired of waiting then went back to chalet.&lt;br /&gt;and i was so tired, i actually slept! xD&lt;br /&gt;the nxt morning, my head was throbbing. lols.&lt;br /&gt;must have been not sleeping well.&lt;br /&gt;we went to buy breakfast while qh, angeline they all still slp-ing.&lt;br /&gt;aft breakfast, almost everyone went to arcade.&lt;br /&gt;i went to see if gladys they all wanted to eat. but only gladys was awake.&lt;br /&gt;isella came again. yenling too. we helped clean up the place.&lt;br /&gt;isella and yenling went to arcade aft tt, while qh they all eating breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we waited for wayne to come cos we wanted to go cycling and blading.&lt;br /&gt;we played blackjack with isella as the banker.&lt;br /&gt;there were wins and losses. but we all had fun.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt knw when i win. lols. i anyhow de.&lt;br /&gt;yiquan was mad larh. bet $2, $5...&lt;br /&gt;when he lost, he lost rly bad.&lt;br /&gt;got once he actually wanted to bet $12.&lt;br /&gt;but we told him u mad arh? so much money.&lt;br /&gt;then he only bet $2.&lt;br /&gt;and then he didnt win. but he didnt lose.&lt;br /&gt;he got 5 cards but didnt overshot 21 points.&lt;br /&gt;so isella must pay him back twice the amt he bet.&lt;br /&gt;WTH larh. lols. he so pek chek. cos if he bet $12, he'll get $24 leh.&lt;br /&gt;lmao. in the end, we didnt wait for wayne. we went eat lunch and played bball at the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;then went cycling and blading. qh, samuel and glad blading. the rest cycle.&lt;br /&gt;isella, yenling, jean and corliss ride so pro.&lt;br /&gt;so fast larh. i was still struggling when they were no where to be found.&lt;br /&gt;i saw qh they all and we rode back to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we returned the bikes&amp;skates,&lt;br /&gt;we went into the pool and played monkey.&lt;br /&gt;lols. got shoo-ed by the person larh.&lt;br /&gt;so we sat at the edge and played monkey. lols. the shallow end. xD&lt;br /&gt;aft tt, yenling and i went to shower and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired that i fell asleep almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had fun(:&lt;br /&gt;i hope 6A class gathering would be just as fun!&lt;br /&gt;we're counting on you, jolene!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5879011128415508495?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5879011128415508495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5879011128415508495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5879011128415508495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5879011128415508495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/classchaletohsix.html' title='CLASSCHALET`OHSIX;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-6607844477385355697</id><published>2006-11-13T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:09:50.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>few more hours to class chalet. heh.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss my comp man ):&lt;br /&gt;so, shall do a quiz before going. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was your first thought?&lt;br /&gt;good morning, me(:&lt;br /&gt;2. When is the next time you will have sex?&lt;br /&gt;huh? wth?&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "DUCK"?&lt;br /&gt;suck. cos im sucking a lozenge(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;honestly speaking, i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's House.&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;peer gynt. xD&lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;pink T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;8. What were you doing 20 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;listening to music and chatting with mich on msn.&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently wearing.&lt;br /&gt;not wearing any shoes. in the house wear shoes for what?&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;depends ba.&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;wanling ah? very smart ba. xD&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're in a room with two beds, which one do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;is there a difference between the two?&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;lying on my bed, fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received say?&lt;br /&gt;I remember. Will be going down with ms pey after her invigilation. Tell me the chalet number. -From Miss Tang.&lt;br /&gt;15. How do you like your eggs?&lt;br /&gt;steamed ba. lols. i dont really eat eggs that often larh.&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word/phrase that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;eh. "wah lao." lols.&lt;br /&gt;17. Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;*erhems&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;didnt touch anything furry i think.&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;br /&gt;im a good girl. heh. i don't do drugs.&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to get develop?&lt;br /&gt;zero. cos i use digi cams. xD&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;eh. W.S. (ask zena, she'll know. mich should too. Jiayi i think also know.)&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;some photos that i photoshopped to become a desktop pic(:&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;byebye to my father(:&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly?&lt;br /&gt;million dollars. heh. cos i got a load of things to buy. xD&lt;br /&gt;26. What do you want to be doing?&lt;br /&gt;straightening my hair. but THAT CARTOON MICHELLE is not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;no last song. listening to "Chu Dian" by S.H.E.&lt;br /&gt;28. If the last person you spoke to was getting shot at, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;i'd be so sad man. i cant imagine isella getting shot at. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If you could punch 1 person in the face who's in your life right now, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;W.S. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;30. What is the closest item to your foot?&lt;br /&gt;my air cooler(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know mich loves quizzes. ahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-6607844477385355697?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/6607844477385355697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=6607844477385355697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6607844477385355697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/6607844477385355697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/few-more-hours-to-class-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-5797117106378279549</id><published>2006-11-11T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:59:16.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzie;</title><content type='html'>Type what you'll react when somebody say these phrases to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS LIKE THAT?&lt;br /&gt;-i will get into a huge fit demanding an explaination.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST REALIZED NOW THAT I LOVE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;-i will be so freaked out that i'll severe all ties with whoever said that to me.&lt;br /&gt;LEAVE HIM//HER ALREADY. YOULL BE MUCH MORE HAPPY WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;-i will just walk away. dont be crazy, i dont need anyone to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;COME ON. SMILE. YOURE CUTE WHEN YOU DO THAT&lt;br /&gt;-eh. maybe blush? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DO MY MATH HOMEWORK TOO&lt;br /&gt;-i'd procrastinate[sp?]  i dont even wanna do mine lo.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BLESSED TO HAVE SOMEONE LIKE YOU&lt;br /&gt;-*erhems.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES MONDAY COME BEFORE TUESDAY?&lt;br /&gt;-i'd totally feel like slapping the person that asked me such a dumb question.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TWO TICKETS TO THE LINKIN PARKCONCERT. WANNA COME WITH ME?&lt;br /&gt;-i'd say i dont like linkin park. it's a fact larh.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE ONE OF THE MOST SPECIAL PEOPLE IN MY LIFE. DID YOU KNOW THAT?&lt;br /&gt;-i'd reply,"hey, you are too(:"&lt;br /&gt;I THINK IM FALLING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;-*erhems.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT SMILE WITHOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;-er. then dont smile lor. xD&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING, BUT YOU JUST ARENT HIM//HER&lt;br /&gt;-*erhems.&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;-say larh. plsplspls.&lt;br /&gt;WHATS YOUR MOBILE NUMBER?&lt;br /&gt;-er. i would ask for 5 good reasons to give it to whoever that asked.&lt;br /&gt;MAY I ESCORT YOU?&lt;br /&gt;-i'd decline the offer. my parents will come pick me up. no need you to escort.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU STILL LOVE HIM//HER TIL NOW?&lt;br /&gt;-*erhems.&lt;br /&gt;YOU WERE EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING I WANTED?&lt;br /&gt;-*erhems.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WILL I GET YOUR SWEET EYES?&lt;br /&gt;-i will honestly poke his eyes arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this quiz is damn weird can. wahlao. what funny questions. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-5797117106378279549?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/5797117106378279549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=5797117106378279549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5797117106378279549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/5797117106378279549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/quizzie.html' title='quizzie;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-9187642778536645049</id><published>2006-11-11T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:52:16.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz;</title><content type='html'>taken this from jaslin's blog to test if im spoilt. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your bedroom you have:&lt;br /&gt;[x] a television&lt;br /&gt;[x] cd player&lt;br /&gt;[x] vcds&lt;br /&gt;[x] dvds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dvd player&lt;br /&gt;[x] playstation/xbox&lt;br /&gt;[x] radio&lt;br /&gt;[ ] computer/laptop (:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fridge&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bathroom&lt;br /&gt;[x] posters&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are allowed to:&lt;br /&gt;[x] party&lt;br /&gt;[x] go to the mall with friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] eat unhealthy stuff&lt;br /&gt;[x] stay out til past midnight&lt;br /&gt;[x] have ur own curfew&lt;br /&gt;[x] pick ur own school&lt;br /&gt;[x] buy ur own stuff&lt;br /&gt;[ ] drive anywhere&lt;br /&gt;[x] drink liquor&lt;br /&gt;[ ] curse&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever?&lt;br /&gt;[x] talk back to ur parents&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sneak out at night&lt;br /&gt;[x] been "told" not "scolded"&lt;br /&gt;[x]been out of country&lt;br /&gt;[x] shopped til u drop&lt;br /&gt;[x] been given more money than u needed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] felt u were heavily guarded&lt;br /&gt;[ ] spent thousands in one store only&lt;br /&gt;[ ] made ur parent(s) cry&lt;br /&gt;[x] yelled at ur maid&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;[x] have what u need&lt;br /&gt;[x] get what u want&lt;br /&gt;[ ] travel a lot&lt;br /&gt;[x] have a maid (used to)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have a driver&lt;br /&gt;[x] get a high allowance&lt;br /&gt;[x] do whatever u want&lt;br /&gt;[x] have branded clothing&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have a credit card&lt;br /&gt;[x] eat whenever u want&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOUR PARENTS&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ever scold you for not following your curfew&lt;br /&gt;[x] give u EVERYTHING u want&lt;br /&gt;[x] trust you&lt;br /&gt;[x] buy you things for the sake of buying them&lt;br /&gt;[x] give you "extra cash" when you're out somewhere&lt;br /&gt;[ ]think u should have the best and only the best&lt;br /&gt;[x] want you to be happy&lt;br /&gt;[x] help you&lt;br /&gt;[x] love you&lt;br /&gt;[x] pay for the mess you've made&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;multiply the total number by 2 to get your spoilt percentage.&lt;br /&gt;36 x 2 = 72%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like omg. will meh? im not spoilt larh. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-9187642778536645049?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/9187642778536645049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=9187642778536645049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/9187642778536645049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/9187642778536645049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/quiz_11.html' title='quiz;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-7301468168585265490</id><published>2006-11-11T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:22:24.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahaha. new skin;</title><content type='html'>whee~!&lt;br /&gt;finally a new skin(:&lt;br /&gt;it's way simpler than the others that i've made.&lt;br /&gt;heh. cos im lazy! xD&lt;br /&gt;bahh. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's WO practice was okay larh.&lt;br /&gt;got to &lt;s&gt;play&lt;/s&gt; listen to songs. the seniors played clarinet concerto with mr png.&lt;br /&gt;then played HSM. we got to play this funny chinese song too. abit like CNY song. haha.&lt;br /&gt;after the song, my senior was like,"dont worry if you did nothing just now, cos i also did nothing." lols.&lt;br /&gt;shi qi senior came to band for awhile. to pass my other senior something.&lt;br /&gt;then after that they got some passing out parade which i didnt go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much really happened yesterday larh.&lt;br /&gt;zena has alr left for KL i guess.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy yourself, babe(:&lt;br /&gt;dont miss me arh! xD&lt;br /&gt;seeya soon(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-7301468168585265490?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/7301468168585265490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=7301468168585265490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7301468168585265490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/7301468168585265490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/ahaha-new-skin.html' title='ahaha. new skin;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19824655.post-1832172639347534395</id><published>2006-11-10T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:14:58.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>handwriting analysis;</title><content type='html'>saw this thingy in michelle's blog(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="Handwriting Analysis" src="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/generated/20061109/YIZG8o2H4f.jpg" width="250" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://handwriting.feedbucket.com/"&gt;What does your handwriting say about YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was BORED lah.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid ipod thingy is rebooting my ipod. just waiting. ONE HOUR READY LOR. so damn long larh. it's just rebooting the stupid thing. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;ltr still got WO practice. -.-&lt;br /&gt;im tired. can i dont go?&lt;br /&gt;[seniors:"NO"]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19824655-1832172639347534395?l=relink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/feeds/1832172639347534395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19824655&amp;postID=1832172639347534395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1832172639347534395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19824655/posts/default/1832172639347534395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relink.blogspot.com/2006/11/handwriting-analysis.html' title='handwriting analysis;'/><author><name>JUN :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02173961785735025795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
